"Report! All radio communications have been interrupted, and the satellites have also lost their response."
“Where’s the phone and internet?”
"The wired telephone network has also been severely interfered with and cannot operate normally at all. The entire command system is now paralyzed."
"Not only that! If the electronic equipment fails, then all the planes flying in the sky are likely to have air crashes. Even if the minimum number is 1,500, it can cause at least hundreds of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of deaths."
"There are also traffic accidents that will increase significantly because the indicator lights go out."
"Damn! Is this the end of the world?"
"We still have several motorcycles without any electronic equipment in our warehouse! Immediately send someone to ride them to Washington, D.C. to confirm the situation!"
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Accompanied by hoarse shouts, the entire S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters turned into a mess.
There's no way it won't be messy!
Because their previous strong organizational and operational capabilities were based on extremely developed positioning, communication and support.
Among them, satellite and Internet are top priorities.
But now, with the invasion of Dormammu, the lord of the dark dimension, they have directly regressed back to the dilemma of basically relying on shouting for communication, and relying on some old diesel locomotives without any electronic equipment for transportation.
Not to mention maintaining contact with the outside world, even within the headquarters building, people have to run around to communicate.
As the director, Nick Fury was standing in front of the office window at the moment, raising his head and looking at the terrifying and strange scene in the sky, with a serious expression on his face.
Because as the cracks in the dark dimension continue to expand, the projection of the dark dimension can be clearly seen over the entire northern hemisphere at this moment.
Coupled with the information he had previously obtained, no matter how stupid he is, he can still guess what happened.
It's just that in the face of an enemy of the dimension lord's level, the power possessed by human beings is still too weak, and it makes no sense to resist.
In particular, the failure of communication and electronic equipment prevented even the most powerful nuclear missiles from being launched.
"Director, what should we do now?" Coulson asked sweating profusely.
Nick Fury replied with a wry smile: "It's very simple, do nothing. To be precise, it's useless even if you do it.
What's more, don't forget, we signed that contract not long ago.
This also means that when we encounter a powerful enemy that is irresistible, we will be protected by another demon.
If nothing else, Mr. Balthazar and the companions he brought may already be fighting a terrible enemy.
And the only thing we can do is wait for the results."
"Leaving the fate of the planet to someone else? It sounds really desperate and frustrating."
Colson sat down in the chair and sighed helplessly.
There is no doubt that as a very responsible person with a spirit of sacrifice, he undoubtedly hates this feeling of powerlessness.
After all, the reason why he joined S.H.I.E.L.D. and became an agent who brushes against death all day long is because he was influenced by Captain America.
To put it bluntly, it is the dream of having a superhero.
But now, this dream has been shattered by the cruel reality.
Those skills that have taken years or even more than ten years to develop are completely useless when facing real threats.
Not even qualified to be cannon fodder.
"There is nothing we can do about it, who made us too weak?
This is why I want to push forward the Avengers project.
Human civilization takes time to develop.
During this period we can only rely on asymmetric power to form a deterrent."
After saying that, Nick Fury patted Coulson on the shoulder to encourage him, then turned around and headed alone to a secret room deep underground in the headquarters.
There is no decoration or furniture here, only a small round table, and what is placed on the table is the "small" gift Zuo Si gave before - the cyclone torpedo.
He has only one purpose in coming here, and that is to be the last "sword holder".
If the earth and humanity are destined to perish, Director Luodan will detonate the cyclone torpedo at the last moment to let the enemy get nothing.
According to normal procedures, activation of the Cyclone torpedo requires authorization from the Security Council.
However, the current situation of complete communication interruption is obviously no longer enough to take care of that much.
And I don’t know if he was influenced by Baator Hell before. He believes that he has the right and obligation to let humans die with dignity instead of becoming slaves of aliens or playthings of demons.
Meanwhile, Sarevok has gone on a killing spree in Kamal Taj.
The followers of Casillas were no match for the son of god. After the initial brief restraint, they were directly slaughtered mercilessly by Sarevok.
Especially [Death Raid], almost every time it is activated, it will directly pass through the defense of the magic circle.
That kind of attack method that contains the divine power of death makes no sense at all when faced with ordinary people. It is completely equivalent to a weakened version of the extraordinary divine power - [Instant Killing of Mortal Things].
"Blood! Killing! Death! This feeling is so wonderful! I can even feel the fear emanating from your souls."
Sarevok grinned with a cruel and bloodthirsty smile, holding in his hand a bloody head that had just been pulled off a mage's neck.
Not to mention the last remaining followers of Casillas, even the Karma Taj wizards and monks who supported the magic barrier felt numb and did not regard him as an ally who came to help at all.
It's another, more terrifying enemy.
"Damn it! Who is this guy?"
A female mage exuding the power of the dark dimension looked at the mutilated corpses all around her. The fear of death in her heart was finally awakened, and her whole body trembled slightly uncontrollably.
Because at this moment, there were only six of her originally over forty companions left.
The others all perished at the hands of the sons of Baal.
More importantly, with the continuous killing, the aura exuding from Sarevok's body gradually became stronger and more suffocating.
If you look closely, you can vaguely see a layer of red blood mist surrounding the body.
"do not be afraid!
The great Lord of the Dark Dimension, Dormammu, is watching us!
If I buy a little more time, I can break through the barrier and enter the interior of Kama Taj.
At that time, we will all receive unimaginable huge rewards.
Whether it's great power or eternal life, it's all at your fingertips."
Seeing his subordinates showing timidity, Casillas immediately snapped to stop.
At this moment, the confrontation between him and the guardian Kama Taj Master has reached the most critical moment, and there must not be even the slightest interference.
Otherwise, all the efforts and sacrifices made before will be in vain.
Hearing these words, the last few mages who had fallen into the embrace of the dark dimension were completely furious, and they used the energy overflowing from the cracks to activate forbidden magic.
In a blink of an eye!
They completely abandoned their bodies and transformed into the form of pure energy. Each one was like a burning black flame, directly summoning a large number of flaming meteorites between energy and matter to hit Sarevok.
But unfortunately, this son of God directly transformed into the [Destroyer] form. With his strong magic resistance and regeneration ability, he shouldered the overwhelming attacks and launched a charge, punching the unlucky guy closest to him.
It became a flower of flames flying all over the sky.
boom!!!!!!!
The huge fist containing divine power even created violent earthquakes and hurricanes, and at the same time shook the snow on the top of the mountain around Kama Taj to form a spectacular avalanche.
The loud rumbling sound can be clearly heard even from more than ten kilometers away.
"Damn! This guy is not a human at all but a monster!"
After another mage who defected to the dark dimension witnessed the invincible posture of [The Devastator], he finally realized that the opponent was beyond his ability to compete with, and no longer dared to fight against him, and opened the portal one after another to escape.
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But unfortunately, just because they want to leave doesn't mean Sarevok will let them go.
You must know that this transformation requires stimulating the divinity and power of Baal, the god of murder. The strong desire to kill will erode consciousness and thinking, turning it completely into a bloodthirsty monster.
The moment a guy just opened the portal, Sarevok rushed forward and smashed him head on with his fist.
To be continued...