Hill never thought of stopping Geralt. After all, in terms of status, Geralt's responsibility for guarding the safety of the earth is higher than that of SHIELD.
And according to the equal relationship between Geralt, Ash, and Constantine, SHIELD can be said to rely on Geralt to a certain extent to carry out its work.
Besides, Ash can become the master of the dimension, who knows if the man in front of him can?
The Dragon Academy needs students, and SHIELD University and top universities from all over the world are reserve schools for magicians. Ash likes to collect strong people, and the military apex has already been arranged. Geralt, with Hill following him, is a dignified S.H.I.E.L.D.
There's no way the director can't handle this.
The World Security Council's idea is to cast a wide net, and if it catches one or two fish, it will be profitable.
Geralt and Dutch walked together, and the two were talking about what was going to happen next. After Hill called for support, he waited for the enemies on the other side of the canyon to come over.
After all, Mexico is a sovereign country and cannot launch missiles in the opposite direction no matter what, but it has no scruples here. After all, this is its own territory.
After Dutch ate the first bag of moss ball fruits, he had become stronger again, and the muscles in his arms had burst his sleeves. He was still eating to ensure the energy supply of his body.
Hill saw that Dutch's arms were already thicker than his own legs. Although he had higher requirements for his body shape and Hill didn't like being a muscular person, he still asked in disgust: "Why don't I have any enhancements?"
Is he that obvious?"
"I still say that the soul controls the body. The battles that Dutch has experienced have made his soul extremely powerful. In terms of soul alone, even against the Exile brothers, he will not necessarily fail. He just lacks
An opportunity for the soul to feed the body.
And you, tell the truth, Hill. How long has it been since you personally fired a gun? After the last puppet training, how long has it been since you showed the courage to fight."
Hill knew that Geralt was right, but as the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., she had no chance to do it herself. Her rights and obligations made her feel superior.
Hill looked at Dutch, who was getting stronger and stronger. After thinking about it for a while, he left. Geralt's method had been given, and the result could only be determined by himself.
Mephisto's attack came quickly. Not only did he attack the town from across the canyon, but he also assembled several troops in Arizona.
The assault march bridge across the canyon has been set up, and they are waiting for others to launch the attack together.
Agents of SHIELD have already moved other people in the town out early, and now with the continuous takeoff and landing of Quinjets, the town has become empty.
Geralt was sitting in the restaurant, having another drink with Dutch next to him under the nervous gazes of Nadya, Danny and his son.
Danny looked at the water of life in Geralt's hand. Just as he tried to reach out, his sight was blocked by the sparkling water placed next to it.
"Underage people are not allowed to drink! Are you afraid?"
Danny shook his head and nodded again. Not being afraid means courage, but nodding means worrying. This is not a contradiction.
After finishing the last sip, Hill stood at the door of the restaurant. Now there were only five of them left in the whole town.
As Mephisto's target, Danny must leave at the end in order to attract the enemy, and Nadya can't worry about her child.
Now the enemy has surrounded the entire town, the enemy on the other side of the canyon has crossed the border, and the final battle is about to break out.
On the roof of the police station, five people waited for the Quinjet on the horizon to pick them up.
However, several anti-aircraft missiles were fired from across the canyon, forcing the Quinjet to avoid this route.
Hill was a little irritable. He looked at the Quinjet flying away, cursed the people on the other side of the canyon, and said, "How dare they!"
In fact, these people had ignored everything for the sake of Danny's body. After launching anti-aircraft missiles, they began to gradually blow up the town's main communication facilities and power equipment according to the established coordinates. This was to trap them to death.
here.
Listening to the shells flying overhead, Dutch lit a cigar, as if recalling the years of destruction.
However, under the protection of Nadya, Danny followed Hill's gaze and looked at Geralt, who was not panicking at all.
Geralt took out a bone flute, put it to his mouth, looked at Danny and asked, "Have you seen any monsters?"
As Danny shook his head in confusion, Geralt played the bone flute.
Fog appeared around the police station, and a monster with exposed bones and spikes and a crocodile snout appeared in the fog.
Geralt stretched out his hand towards Danny and said: "Hold on!"
Danny looked at the Hound of Tindalos below, nodded nervously, stretched out his hands and grasped Geralt's arm firmly.
The five people grabbed each other and connected with each other. Before they could figure out what they were going to do, Geralt suddenly used force and jumped off the roof of the police station with everyone.
The bony tail of the Tindalos hound swung in the air and cut through the air, accurately caught everyone, then spread out its limbs and rushed into the mist.
The world in the mist flashed away, and before they could calm down and see the environment clearly, everyone was left in a wilderness.
Hill smoothed the grass roots out of his hair, glanced at Geralt, and said unhappily: "Let me know in advance next time!"
Now everyone has arrived dozens of kilometers away and has left the encirclement of Mephisto's minions.
Dutch looked around the empty space and asked, "What should we do next?"
Hill snorted coldly and said: "Then naturally tell Mephisto the news!"
After speaking, Hill raised his wrist and pressed the starter on the watch, and then everyone looked at the distant horizon and saw a violent plume of smoke rising.
The countless bombs placed in the town played their final role.
A few hours later, in the new S.H.I.E.L.D. camp, Hill looked at the compiled intelligence and asked Geralt with some confusion: "Those marked minions of hell have all gathered in Ushak of Turkey. Who are they?"
What do you want to do?"
Geralt glanced at the map, raised his eyebrows and said: "That should be called Uzca Gogden, which is the closest location to hell on earth. It seems that Mephisto is preparing to do something big..."
Hill looked at the real-time satellite picture. At this moment, Ushak, no, Uzka Gogden had been obscured by yellow-red clouds. The local news was reporting that the air was filled with the smell of sulfur.
"I'll prepare the plane right away!"
As soon as Hill finished speaking, he was pulled by Geralt.
At this moment, Geralt said excitedly: "Wait a minute while I make a few phone calls. This kind of thing is not within my scope. Constantine can't just sit idly by."
Only then did Hill remember that it was the mage's responsibility to prevent the invasion of extra dimensions, and Geralt's actions were understandable.
After chattering for a long time on the phone, Geralt rubbed his chin and thought about it again and again, and said, "I need insurance for this kind of thing!"