The moon is a place full of beautiful fantasy.
The only pity is that the land on this planet cannot be used to grow vegetables, fruits and the like.
 Luckily, in this seemingly deserted place, there are still some strange things.
 For example, a palace that has been reduced to ruins?
 Or a secret base that looks weathered.
 There is a still complete throne in the dilapidated palace. He is dressed in black as the background color and has some white striped tights, which makes him look a bit handsome.
The tightly pursed lips also make this face appear resolute.
 It was just the sadness on his face and his dull eyes that made him look particularly melancholy.
 A handsome guy, but he doesn’t talk.
In front of him, a one-eyed dragon wearing a brown sweater was standing there, silently looking at the king who was sitting on the throne maintaining the last dignity.
 Cyclops has a handful of brown hair on its head, but its temples have turned white.
 Looking a bit handsome.
“Black Bolt, after being my neighbor for so long, are you going to resist communicating with me forever?”
This one-eyed dragon's voice sounds familiar, but it lacks some flavor and makes it difficult for people to tell who he is.
Well, the name of this king is Blackcade Bertegang.
Or the name Black Bolt is more familiar to people.
　　A strong man with the ability to defeat the normal Thanos head-on, now looks like a veil covered by time.
Black Bolt raised his head and made two random gestures.
This is not his usual sign language, but the meaning of this action is quite obvious.
 A raised middle finger and an inelegant hand-raising movement.
 “Fuck Fuck!”
The one-eyed dragon said the catchphrase, this guy is obviously very urgent.
Facing Black Bolt's refusal to cooperate, he could not accept it quickly.
 Nick Fury.
  Accurately speaking, this is his true nature.
 The appearance of fighting with Frank back then.
 A combat master who is good at firearms, fighting and all other things that need to be mastered.
Looks like an ordinary person, but this guy has long been a warrior with extraordinary abilities.
  After all, not everyone can make a knife shine when using scissor kicks.①
　　　…”
Black Bolt put away his obscene fingers and looked at Nick Fury in front of him silently.
 The two are really old neighbors. They are probably the only two living people on the moon.
  Nick Fury can also responsibly say that there is no Hydra flying saucer on the far side of the moon.
He has visited almost all of this place.
The stars are shining, but Black Bolt still doesn't speak.
 No wonder he is.
After all, Nick Fury has no ability to survive the voice of Black Bolt.
 The remnants of the last war, Black Bolt survived that world-crushing battle.
Those beings stronger than him suffered heavy losses.
But thanks to death.
 Some less powerful dead beings were resurrected, and their memories were simply processed.
 It doesn’t matter, this isn’t the first time anyway.
 Superhero battles have been held more than once in this world.
 This meeting is just a new beginning. Many new characters have been added by the way.
 It’s just that Black Bolt is tired and can’t play anymore.
 His people were not resurrected despite his request.
 Nick Fury dug into his pocket and fumbled for a tablet.
Since Black Bolt doesn't intend to communicate in sign language, typing is always no problem.
Nick Fury threw the tablet to Black Bolt, and then heard Black Bolt's voice.
 “Cut~”
 With a contemptuous sound, the huge shock wave caused Nick Fury to climb down directly.
Hold his head with both hands, much like he did when he and Frank were fighting together and throwing a grenade.
 The violent shock wave blew away everything in front of Black Bolt.
That tablet turned into dust and scattered in this dilapidated palace.
“Black Bolt, what’s going on with the new script this time!?”
Nick Fury was lying on the ground roaring.
 Looks like he is angry.
 This is as it should be.
 After all, the same thing has gone through countless reincarnations, and the experience of suddenly increasing variables is painful for an agent.
Nick Fury hates when things get out of his control.
　　When his soul was injured by Bul-Katho, he had already started trying to contact Black Bolt.
 Just never got any response.
 Black Bolt's face finally showed emotions other than sadness.
 A pair of eyes like broken glass looked at Nick Fury.
 He opened his mouth slightly, but no sound came out.
Black Bolt has the desire to tell, but the listeners don't even have the ability to listen to him.
 This is very sad.
“I just want to know, what are those guys targeting this time!? Could it be that the guy whose body is the world is planning to repeat the last battle!?
Looking for a human wearing a golden tights and glowing with golden light to fight? And then swallow the other person into your stomach like a slime!?
  Or should I say, two deaths laughed, sang and hugged each other, and then became one!?
I'm done!"
Nick Fury stood up while roaring.
 The one eye is red, obviously due to congestion.
Of course, this may also be his disguise.
 He is good at these things.
 He is the king of agents after all.
Perhaps even Black Widow’s acting skills can’t compare to this one-eyed man.
  Unfortunately, there were only a few guys who survived that battle.
 More victims were not put into the ranks of resurrection because of their strength.
Black Bolt nodded, thoughtfully.
To be continued...