After Bulkesso returned to the Holy Mountain, people in other places were not idle either.
At least they are not idle now...
For example, the strength of the guards at the Buster Building has been strengthened again, although they don't know if there is any meaning in doing so.
No one present knew when the devil would come.
I don't even know if the devil will come.
This kind of doubt is spreading, but no one will raise objections.
In comparison, because of human self-righteousness, research that can change the status quo has become a thing of the past.
It would be better to say "I knew the devil didn't dare to come" in a complaining tone after the research results were produced.
At least by that time, no one will jump out and slap in the face what has ended.
"So Luke, you came here just to tell me that Bulcaisel has returned to the Holy Mountain?
And there is also a first-generation ancestor who has returned?"
Rumlow was lying on his bed with no intention of getting up.
The days spent in Buster Tower were actually quite boring.
Although you can find all kinds of entertainment facilities here, it is still a bit boring.
He didn't notice that Luke didn't look very good.
"Yes, the first generation ancestors are also back.
The nephalem's power now appears to have transcended both the High Heavens and the Burning Hells.
It’s just that I don’t understand why Bulkesso didn’t just kill all the hell demons in this situation.”
I'm afraid Luke himself doesn't know what he's talking about.
This was not the thing that made him frown.
It was just some secrets he heard from other ancestors about Madoc's choice to self-destruct.
Luke wanted to ask the first ancestors, but he didn't know how to ask.
I was even worried that I would not be able to control my anger after knowing the truth.
Barbarians bring strength, but also hidden dangers.
Berserker Balnar is an example.
Although he was freed from madness hundreds of years after his death.
He even truly mastered the stance of the Berserker's Wrath.
But this does not mean that anger is a very easy to control force...
The power brought by any emotion actually has similar problems.
A question of "humans control emotions" or "emotions control humans".
"You seem to have misunderstood something from the beginning.
Barbarians are right.
But their purpose is not to achieve justice.
If we must give the barbarians a goal,
Then the ancestors probably wanted to see the race continue.
And Bulcaisel may be thinking about how to return to Sanctuary.
I know Sanctuary is finished.
But who's to say that the Nephalem can't bring Sanctuary back to life?
I guess the existence of high heaven and burning hell is the prerequisite for the existence of Sanctuary.
It’s like a border must exist between at least two countries, right?”
Rumlow stuffed a few pieces of gum into his mouth.
You have to find something to do for yourself when you are bored like this.
"If you are right, then our world seems to be just a hotel to the Nephalem."
Luke was a little depressed.
He still has a strong sense of identity as a Nephalem.
Compared to what he used to be, he felt like he was out of tune with the people around him.
Now this kind of living together makes him happier.
Realizing that you are just a visitor is not a pleasant experience.
Especially when you first realize this.
"You still think too much.
No one knows when they will achieve their goals.
Are you worried about separation? Then there is no need.
The only one who decides what a person becomes is himself.”
Rumlow shook his head, which made the whole bed squeak.
Rumplestiltskin was much bigger than when he started.
My weight has increased by nearly fifty kilograms, and it's all muscle...
Although this change is not as good as Jessica's change after receiving the bequest from Orac, it is still amazing enough.
"Well, I think it would be nice to be a hero.
At least it makes me not so bad."
After Luke finished speaking, he left Rumlow's room directly.
He wants to find something to do, such as finding some demons to come out and chop him twice?
"Although I survived after being protected by my ancestors.
But to be honest, there seems to be nothing to belittle about living for yourself.
The only sin I need to atone for is hurting unrelated people for my own sake.
More than you, I hope everything ends soon.
The scars left by doing something wrong will never disappear, they will just be covered up by the wind and sand."
Rumlow muttered to himself.
Then he turned over in bed.
He had no intention of going out to find anything to do.
As an excellent warrior, he is accustomed to waiting to achieve his goals.
Battles are not only encounters, but also positional battles and the like.
At this time, staying in the Buster Building was the best choice in his eyes.
Who knows when the devil will appear?
"Wuhu, have you found enough people to kick me?"
As soon as Constantine's voice sounded, Rumlow turned over and stood on the floor!
Constantine is often the kind of guy who can be a bit annoying.
"I thought you'd be gone for a little longer.
So what are you going to tell me?"
There was no kindness in Rumlow's eyes.
When facing this guy Constantine, as long as you restrain your hostility, it is a good attitude.
"I just came to take a look.
I originally planned to look for Mr. Li Min.
But she hasn't been in Canduras lately.
So I looked for other people.
Well, are there any new results in Tony’s soul research?”
Constantine didn't ask Rumlow about the owner of the house at all, and just lit his cigarette.
"I'm not a researcher.
If you don't have anything else to do, get out.
Don't force me to fight with you."
Rumlow looked unkind, but Constantine had no intention of paying attention.
"At Buster Tower?
Let me start by saying that I am no longer the Constantine who could only roll on the ground.
If I do it, will it affect the experiments above?
I have always wondered why these scientists would build laboratories on top of buildings?
Aren't they worried that these things will explode?
There will be many people injured by then, so if you have money to pay compensation, can you ignore the safety of others?"
Constantine pointed to the top of his head when he spoke...
He was talking about Mr. Fantastic Reed and Tony...
There are really too many things about the site selection for this kind of research that people don’t know how to express.
"If you don't leave, I will.
If you have the guts to come to Harrogath and bother me, you can follow."
After speaking, Rumlow directly opened a portal and went through.
It just so happened that he didn't care at all about the news Luke brought.
It won't delay anything if we go back and take a look.
Even if this place becomes a battlefield and he cannot teleport safely, he can still teleport to a slightly farther place.
The barbarians are definitely not slow on their way...
After all, no barbarian would like to turn a frontal fight into a marathon...
It's too stupid to look like you can't catch up with the fleeing demon...
Constantine watched Rumlow's figure disappear into the portal.
Then he waited until the portal closed and took a deep drag on the cigarette.
After he blew out several smoke rings, he slowly spoke...
"I originally planned to tell you that His Majesty Leoric found some demon information.
For example, we may have to face an army of demons with good quality?
But if you don’t want to know, then you, who is watching the surveillance, don’t care about it at all, right?”
Constantine raised his head and looked at the peephole on the door and said.
"You're looking in the wrong direction, the camera is above the TV.
Turn around and look this way."
A voice came from the room that surprised Constantine.
Forehead……
It was indeed just a surprise, this guy didn't feel embarrassed or anything.
It's not like he hasn't experienced anything more embarrassing than finding the wrong camera.
This small scene was not enough to make Constantine feel embarrassed.
"I thought you didn't interfere at all this time.
Director Nick Fury, when do you think my salary will be credited to my card?
I asked Green Lantern Hill before, and she said my salary was paid by you."
Constantine waved to the TV.
People over there can see it.
"I used your salary to add some facilities to my safe house.
Although I don't think humans will ever need my safe houses, I'm still trying to make as many preparations as possible.
All your salary has been invested.
After all, S.H.I.E.L.D.’s funding is now completely controlled by the World Security Council.”
Nick Fury did not directly ask for the information he wanted to know.
It's so difficult to communicate with this kind of guy...
"Okay, so how many S.H.I.E.L.D. special advisors do you have under your name?
I am considered one, and you directly withheld my salary.
Needless to say, Tony Stark's salary was also taken away by you, right?
That guy is not short of money at all, so naturally he won't ask you for salary."
Constantine took a look around his surroundings.
Then he sat directly on the edge of Rumlow's bed.
Although this room is comfortable, it is definitely not spacious.
After all, this is just the staff dormitory of Buster Building.
It's impossible to make it so luxurious.
"Recently, the rate of demon birth has increased again.
What do you think about this?"
Nick Fury was ostensibly asking Constantine what he thought of the current situation.
In fact, it was a reminder to Constantine that it was time to get down to business.
This kind of person is really troublesome...at least he won't be easy for barbarians to deal with.
They always have to go around a lot in everything, as if they can't show off their abilities if they don't talk like this.
If they had something to talk about, the agents would be able to write two-thirds less words in their mission reports.
"My point of view?
I would like to ask if you have any chart on the efficiency of killing demons?
If what I know here is correct, the efficiency of killing demons seems to be higher than the efficiency of birthing demons.
I have personally experienced how quickly the Nephalem become stronger.
This change is definitely faster than the devil's damage increase.
But since you can't wait any longer, I'll start talking.
You'd better make a video, because I don't plan to explain it to others later."
Constantine casually dropped the cigarette ash bomb on the small table...
The table was already covered with various wine bottles, but surprisingly it didn't feel messy.
But after the soot fell, it looked a little uncomfortable.
"His Majesty Leoric has detected a demonic den.
Don't worry, it's not that the surrounding small countries are completely occupied by demons.
Just in a place with few people.
It seems that the demons are beginning to multiply.
And those demons seemed different from those I had seen before.
The appearance can be seen as a mixture of multiple demon races.
It's probably like the toast climbed onto the bed of noodles one night...
However, in terms of vitality strength, those things can indeed be considered to be of good quality.
I think maybe the demons have kidnapped some scientists without your knowledge?
Although I did not personally see the situation there, I did not find any description of culture tanks or the like in His Majesty Leoric's written documents."
The smile on Constantine's face when he spoke always made Ran feel a little sarcastic.
"Specific location!
It's best to tell me everything you know in detail!
If your guess is true, then we are in big trouble!"
There was a rare urgency in Nick Fury's voice.
The devil is starting to play with cloning? This is absolutely terrible news.
Although S.H.I.E.L.D. originally planned to try to see if they could come up with any controllable demonic biological weapons.
But haven't they done this yet?
"If you plan on letting SHIELD agents investigate, I suggest you prepare enough coffins.
American coffins are not cheap.
Also, you must prepare a corresponding number of cemeteries.
All of your Green Lanterns are now using their energy to force you~
The only way to fight is to be able to deal with low-end demons.
Um, I forgot to mention that.
In the eyes of His Majesty Leoric, your Green Lantern Corps is almost like a militia.
It’s not the militia of decades ago, it just means a simple rural team.”
Constantine's sarcasm became more and more obvious.
Just by listening to his words, you can't tell whether he has good intentions or not.
"I'll let someone powerful enough investigate.
But the information you give will determine who I will find."
Nick Fury became more and more impatient.
He couldn't help but be impatient about this matter.
The devil has begun to play with technology, which in itself is a somewhat fatal threat.
Demons don't care about the ethical concepts of the human world.
Naturally, there will be no restraints on cloning similar species.
Even considering that demons are the worst situations known to mankind.
Maybe there will be demons who hope to kill guys like themselves to prove that they are stronger.
The most powerful person Nick Fury can still shoot is Black Bolt, who is not suitable to join the protection of Buster Tower!
If that demon's base is in a remote place, then Black Bolt can be asked to sing a lullaby to those guys.
"Well, don't be afraid after hearing what I want to say."
Constantine smiled crookedly.
"I'm the director of SHIELD, and I won't be afraid."
Nick Fury's face turned dark in front of the monitor...
"To be precise, you are the former director.
I call you Director just because you pay me a salary.
But now, you haven’t paid me a salary for a long time.”
Constantine specifically reminded Nick Fury.
And Nick Fury's face is no different from his life substitute...
Very dark!
"Tell me the information you know, and I'll put your salary on your card right away!"
Nick Fury's voice sounded a little angry.
"Pay wages first, you are the one who is late in paying wages!
As for the address, we’ll talk about it later.”
Constantine is very tough, like a brave man who wants to challenge the evil capitalist system.
"I called you, don't tell me you have to call the bank to confirm before you share the information!
If that's the case, those who went to investigate the situation may appear in front of you!"
Nick Fury was really anxious and started to use threats.
"Then you promise not to be afraid."
Constantine flicked the cigarette butt in the direction of the TV.
"I promise!"
Nick Fury's voice already seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.
"Then go and see La Tovilla.
Dr. Doom is missing.
As for whether Dr. Doom did that demon cloning base, I don't know.
Maybe Dr. Doom is doing the same thing as Tony and the others upstairs?
I heard that the relationship between Dr. Doom and Dr. Reed is somewhat complicated.
It’s a bit like me and Nanase.”
Constantine described it somewhat maliciously.
This chapter has been completed!