391 Agents are suspicious and hostile (guarantee, more to come)
Over in New Asgard, the battle is almost over.
Rorschach was still holding Tire’s head in his hand, and his expression under the hood was very calm.
Thor's expression was somewhat unswerving, while Hela smiled softly.
Rorschach has some lightning scars on his body, but this is nothing.
The only place that made him feel pain was the meat cleaver embedded in his back.
In the previous battle, Rorschach faced the hammer in Thor's hand very seriously, and by the way, he ensured that Tyr's head in his hand would not be destroyed.
But he didn't expect that in just one moment of turning around, the butcher's cleaver cut into his back under Thor's control.
This is not the fighting technique of barbarians, so Rorschach was careless.
Fortunately, Rorschach, who has become the Archangel of Justice (small half), can still bear this shock.
“Let go of my brother, now.”
Thor held the Son of Odin in his hand and said to Rorschach.
The muscles on his face were quite calm, not distorted by emotions such as anger.
The hand with the hammer kept shaking, as if it was about to rush up and give Rorschach a hard blow at any time.
Hela was still smiling. Her brother had the spirit of a true Asgardian king, which made her happy.
Happiness and anger will not show up easily on your face. This is a necessary skill for the king of Asgard.
This way, the truth will not be easily seen through.
What makes Hela even happier is that Tyr is finished, and those unlucky guys controlled by fear are almost hopeless.
There is no better situation for Hela than this.
All the nasty people are dead, and that’s worth celebrating.
Hela even wanted to have a party.
“No one is right, but justice is unwavering.”
Rorschach said this.
The body turned into a faint blue mist and disappeared.
The butcher's butcher's knife fell to the ground and got stuck in the ground without making any residue.
The sound of wind caused by the Hammer of Judgment came, whizzing towards Thor's head.
That posture, in which Thor would probably be able to say goodbye to his body if hit, is a bit scary.
Rorschach did not use the nut hammer this time, maybe he was tired of the nut hammer weapon.
Justice cannot tolerate slander, and naturally it will not compromise.
And the truth that "justice" must prevail is always very loud!
Hela threw the somewhat damaged Mjolnir out and hit the Hammer of Judgment.
Mjolnir's hammer was directly turned into debris in a collision, and continued to move towards Thor with the strength of the Hammer of Judgment.
Just like this, Thor got a little gap. Although he didn't have time to dodge, it was enough for him to block.
Thor held up the Son of Odin in his hand and stood in front of the Hammer of Judgment. Noisy noises and shock waves were heard.
The collision of heavy weapons is simply a test of human endurance.
That kind of movement is more noisy and disorderly than the sound of a stamping machine, and the sudden and sudden roar makes people feel sick.
Thor's body flashed with lightning, and the power of Odin hidden in his body was finally fully activated!
Although even Odin cannot defeat the Archangel of Justice, the premise is that the Archangel of Justice is Tyrael and not Rorschach.
So this attack is evenly divided!
Thor took a few steps back, and his eyes were filled with bursts of thunder. Plasma lingered on the warhammer in his hand, dripping on the ground, turning the ground into scorched black.
Hela's expression was a little strange, and her eyes were focused on the Son of Odin.
The aura of the hammer is almost the same as that of Thor at this time.
This is what moved her.
How did that old guy do it? Can the power of Odin be inherited into this hammer? Or is this hammer brother more in line with his ideas than Thor?
Or is the old guy planning to turn himself into such a dead thing so that he can continue to use Thor to control Asgard? 】
Hela secretly slandered her father and created a scheming Odin.
Then he stretched out his finger and poked Thor gently.
“Brother, are you going to fight that guy here to the death? Those Asgardians may still be saved.”
Hela lied.
The lives of those Asgardians may still be saved, but they will never be what they were before.
Being corrupted by the devil of hell is irreversible.
Hila can already see this kind of thing.
Even an angel like Yizuel can't even tell his own race at this time.
These Asgardians may become demons or something like that.
However, Thor didn't think so. Holding the hammer tightly in his hand, he glanced at Rorschach.
Then bully yourself!
For him, the latter is more important than protecting his tribe and defeating his enemies.
As for his tribe, he is accustomed to relying on others for help.
It used to be Odin, now it’s Hela.
Loki's name may be added in the future, as long as the incident about Loki killing human beings gets a good result.
Thor told Hela his choice through actions, and Hela's smile became even brighter.
“What a troublesome brother, but do you plan to make me the queen of Asgard?”
Hela complained sweetly while walking to the side of the tribesmen.
Becoming a queen was just a joke, but taking revenge under Thor's eyes filled her heart with excitement.
Among the Asgardians, only those who were born after Hela disappeared will survive. Whether they will become demons or something after that will be Thor's problem.
Those guys from the older generation will not be rescued by Hela.
She is also a small-minded person.
Not far from here, the agents left behind by SHIELD are watching.
They tried to explore the previous changes, but under Tyr's tough attitude, all these agents could do was submit reports.
Even the guy sitting in the White House is not qualified to launch a civilized war with a foreign country.
But what can the poor agent do?
Charge forward with a small pistol?
Stop making trouble, these guys are not guys wearing black suits without fingerprints, nor do they have advanced equipment in their hands that can modify their memory by flashing it at others.
What’s even worse is that now they can’t contact their direct leaders.
By the way, one of their two direct leaders is named Natasha, nicknamed Black Widow.
The other one is Colson, who has yet to have his own nickname on the road.
The two black widows were watching the excitement on the sacred mountain of Harrogas, mentally assessing Sonya in the distance.
Colson, on the other hand, was sitting in the lounge, holding a cup of coffee and sniffing it gently.
Dr. Stern was sitting in front of Colson drinking coffee, so he had to use the smell of coffee to suppress the stench that filled the room.
“You’re not feeling well yet?”
Colson shouted at the top of his lungs, looking up at the closed door of the laboratory and urging.
Find some fun out of boredom.
Trying to talk to Murdoc is more interesting than talking to Dr. Stern in front of you.
A small window opened on the laboratory door, and there was movement inside.
"Soon!"
Mordoc said this, and along with these words there were sounds like chainsaws.
Coulson shrugged and said, "I hope you can be gentler. After all, she is an old lady and a meritorious agent."
“How about you come?”
Mordoc was clearly angry.
The renovation is in progress, and being interrupted is not a pleasant experience.
At this time, Murdoc was holding an electric drill and drilling into Agent Carter's head.
His hand is very steady, worthy of his status as a senior researcher.
“I don’t have that ability, but if you can’t solve this problem quickly, then new troubles will come.
When the time comes, I will betray you."
Colson said this.
His actions have long been exposed to Frank's eyes, and SHIELD will know about it.
And SHIELD's operational efficiency has never been slow, but it seems a little slow when facing super-powered crimes.
But Steve will never be late.
After all, this is the person he has still been attached to for who knows how many years.
When he receives the news, he will immediately start tracking it.
“You can get out now, and what I promised you will be ready soon.”
Mordoc said in a curse-like tone.
Obviously his patience is reaching its limit.
SHIELD will be anxious, and so will Murdoc.
The race against time is always fucked up.
“Well, I hope you can give me the results I want when we meet next time.
But now, I need information about Pioneer Technology.”
Colson stood up as he spoke.
Step by step, he walked to the opposite side of Dr. Stern and looked up and down.
Dr. Stern doesn’t look like he’s had a prefrontal lobe removed. Besides, with such a big head, it’s hard to tell whether the prefrontal lobe is still in its original place.
"There is what you want on the table outside the door. Now, stay away from Dr. Stern!"
Mordoc roared and threw a screw wrench through the small window.
“Of course, it’s almost time to find the next target now.”
Colson grabbed the wrench, twisted it into a twist without changing his expression, and threw it on the ground.
With a somewhat dazed expression, he took the agreed information and left the scene directly.
Slowly and leisurely, I took out my mobile phone from my pocket and took a look at it.
There are a series of missed calls and some scenes from New Asgard.
Colson had a smile on his face.
Tyr is finished.
There is not much left of the Lord Tianmai who still exists.
He needs a way out.
…
In S.H.I.E.L.D.
In Prius looked at Constantine in front of him and gritted his teeth.
The fact that this inexperienced fellow was hostile to them could not be concealed.
It is often people like this who stand firmly on their opposite side.
Unlike villains who fear angels, there was no awe in Constantine's eyes.
“Now that you have your arm intact, is there anything else you want to do? You can tell us.”
Aurel still had the same smile, and she had no hostility toward Constantine.
After all, a being with a radiance of hope is a good choice for her.
“What if I say, I want to become an angel?”
Constantine blinked one eye and teased Auriel.
Although this was a temptation, Constantine didn't think Auriel would agree to such a thing.
“That’s really the best thing.”
The answer Auriel gave made Constantine reveal his somewhat yellowed teeth and smile even brighter.
“Is there also a shortage of people working in heaven? Doesn’t this mean that I may have to take on the work of countless people at the same time?”
Constantine said jokingly.
In his view, the best way to reject a suggestion is to make the other person regret making the suggestion.
After all, you don’t owe any favors this way.
“There is indeed a shortage of members in heaven, so are you interested?”
Aurel’s eyes were swollen and shining with an indescribable light, making Constantine unable to see anything from Auriel’s eyes.
In addition, Auriel just stood there quietly without making any small movements, so even the path to physical analysis was cut off.
Language is still the only way to test for the time being.
“Can I know who has the final say in heaven now?”
Constantine was a little more serious, like a job seeker.
But it immediately became less serious.
“I’m pretty familiar with those angels. For example, do you know that Gabriel?”
Constantine said with a smile, making the atmosphere that had been serious for a moment immediately become weird.
This is already considered a rejection of Auriel.
After all, the identities of the Archangels of Hope and Courage were never kept secret from him.
Constantine just wants to make the guys at SHIELD understand less, and it’s okay to take a detour.
Knowing that mystery is not a beautiful thing.
So Constantine always waved his little hand inside the chimney to lead people to the dark road.
“That’s enough, this is not what we came here for!”
Because the Prius can't stand this situation anymore.
Crudely interrupting the conversation between Auriel and Constantine.
What he wanted was nothing more than to confirm Diavolo's aura and take some time to relax with Auriel.
The reason why S.H.I.E.L.D. attracted the two former Archangels is because there are some rare things in this place.
For example, courage and hope can be found in those who are busy.
This will be the beginning of Prius and Auriel finding ways to strengthen themselves.
“In Prius, be quiet.”
Aurel glared at Imprius, with a sullen expression on her face.
Constantine saw it, but sneered at it. Who was this being played for?
Constantine has seen countless acting skills of demons and angels, but none of them were so deliberate.
This is a misunderstanding. Auriel and Imprius have not yet adapted to life as humans.
Exquisite acting skills only stop at actions and words.
“Well, sir and madam, I think what you need now is not to discuss the treatment of angels with me, but to give an explanation to these agents who have suffered losses.
After all, this can be regarded as an unnecessary disaster.”
Constantine pointed at Agent Hill.
Agent Hill over there has stood up again, pointing at Auriel and Imperius with the ring in his hand.
Other agents also took up arms, guarding hope and courage.
With countless human shields and teammates, Constantine was almost overjoyed.
Before today, he had never had so many teammates.
Even if he treats these agents in the order of selling them one by one, he can make a lot of money.
Isn’t SHIELD just claiming to maintain world peace at all costs?
Constant Xin likes people like this.
Because you don’t need to use too complicated lies to deceive, it is enough to let these agents see that what you are doing is valuable.
