"Finally some good news." Nick Fury threw away his cell phone angrily. He covered his forehead and tried to relieve his headache. "The Ankara Air Force Base is finally willing to send an F22 equipped with ground-attack missiles. I dare
I'm sure there's definitely some bureaucrat who's getting in the way. Hell, I should have foreseen it. These mercenaries even have armed drones. Is there anything else they don't have?"
"RPG! Be careful!"
"Okay, they even have anti-tank missiles, which are still products of the Stark Group! Shit! How many bugs are there in our system? F*uck! F*uck!" Nick Fury patted him.
With dust on his leather jacket, he turned to the agent following him and asked, "Is there any news from Captain Rogers?" - "No, sir." The agent replied, "We have lost contact with Captain Rogers for 15 minutes.
Do you want to continue sending out an action team for support?" - "No, no need." The director of SHIELD only felt that his headache was getting worse, "I have already sent out support, just leave it to him. Hey, call in an action team.
Go to Agent Melinda May and help her keep an eye on the kids and those monks. It is said that those monks have a bad attitude. Damn it, damn little bastard, why are you not contacting me! He must have thrown away the earphones.
Got it!"
"I expected that there might be vampires. Although it's quite bright now, vampires usually don't appear at this time." Salomon broke a large piece of chocolate and gave half to the artificial man and the remaining half to the artificial man.
Captain Rogers and his action team. These soldiers were very curious about the appearance of a petite little girl wearing a flashy dress on the battlefield, but when they saw the android holding the giant sword and riding a motorcycle across
On the battlefield, after easily cutting a supernatural creature into two pieces, they had no doubts at all. Of course, they had similar doubts about Salomon, because no one had ever seen what a dragon looked like, a red-black head falling from the sky.
The dragon almost frightened them. When the red-black dragon trampled to death a supernatural creature, it turned into a man in a red robe, and they almost shot at Salomon.
However, Captain Rogers vouched for his credibility, which temporarily dispelled the action team's doubts.
They saw arc-shaped flames and spherical thunderclouds burst out from Salomon's fingertips. Thick clouds and mist enveloped the entire battlefield. They could not see anything but the red firelight and cyan-blue lightning that lit up from time to time.
Hear the painful wails of those supernatural creatures, as well as the gradually spreading smell of ozone and sulfur, and the smell of ashes is everywhere. Salomon failed to wipe out all the enemies, but those enemies who frantically escaped from the clouds were sniped by S.H.I.E.L.D.
Killed by hand. When the clouds and fog cleared a little, they saw Salomon walking towards their bunker carrying several deformed heads.
"Is that a wizard?" A member of the action team approached Captain Rogers and asked quietly, "Will he curse us?"
"Probably not. I've seen him curse others, but I definitely won't do it now." The captain shook his head, "As long as you don't make him angry."
"Have you fought side by side with him?" The action team member thought of his previous teammates who died at the hands of those supernatural creatures. He touched the empty magazine bag. If possible, he even wanted to take off his helmet and scratch his hair.
. He had close contact with those dirty creatures. The supernatural creature mixed mercenaries were too powerful. When those supernatural creatures charged, it was as if they were dying. He still remembered that big, foul-smelling mouth.
He even suspected that the fleas were already hiding in his hair. "Where did these monsters come from? They are so strong that they can even dodge bullets! This world is getting weirder and weirder!"
"That's right." Captain Rogers shrugged, his wrist aching. He couldn't understand the world more and more. In the past, he was the most outstanding scientific research achievement in the world, but now? There are wizards, there are
There are millionaires flying around in steel suits, aliens, and gods who can lift hammers that no one can lift. As for vampires and werewolves, they can no longer surprise him. When
It makes sense for a talking planet to appear.
The Mystic Master did not look at everyone here carefully, because the action team is the hardest hit area of Hydra. Who knows who is and who is not here. Salomon continued, "It may also be a werewolf, or even something else.
Undead creatures, or low-level devils in hell. But I didn't expect that all these creatures were here, so I didn't waste time. Spells are precious, so I chose the most cost-effective spell. It's not something that requires too much.
How about something that can be done with just your brain?"
"I didn't know you could do these things, turn into a dragon or something." Captain Rogers took the last piece of chocolate, he was a little curious, "Thank you. Do you know where these monsters come from?"
"Black magic creatures may come from some dark corners of the earth, because we didn't leave much room for them to live. Of course, we didn't tell others about it. You also know that now is no better than in the past. Once humans eat
I just like to empathize with messy things so that I can show my useless kindness." The mystic mage kicked the deformed head at his feet, "As for this... these are things summoned by others, they are stowaways.
Those who came here must have their superiors nearby. After all, I didn’t see a wizard here who could summon the devil. If there had been one just now, that wizard wouldn’t have died in my hands..."
The artificial man stepped forward, swung his giant sword, and cut into two pieces a hand that was squirming towards the mystic. She did it in time, because some spellcasters would release area-of-effect spells through the manipulated undead creatures.
For the safety of her master, she will not let go of any threat.
Salomon turned his head when he heard the noise. "Emperor Weishan, what is this?" His eyes widened, and he couldn't believe the sight in front of him. The broken bodies of the black magic creatures he killed.
It was decaying rapidly, and all kinds of putrid bones were pulled out and gathered in a certain direction deep in the clouds. He vaguely saw those bones being put together to form a giant hound made of rotten flesh and bones, but
When he cast a spell to disperse the mist, the undead creature disappeared.
"What is this?" Captain Rogers asked.
"There is a Necromancer hiding nearby, a very powerful Necromancer. He hid just now and has not shown up. There are other people around him, otherwise the Necromancer's character would never be here.
It’s time to take action.” The Mystic Mage looked around, but found nothing, “Do you have any powerful explosive things with you?”
"They were all used before you came." Captain Rogers said, "I'm still a little surprised. Is this black magic?"
"Actually, I know these things, but you haven't seen them before. Okay, okay, I have to do it no matter what." Salomon gestured with his middle finger and walked out of the bunker. He recited a spell, and his face was blurred.
A huge white spirit appeared behind him, and he planned to use the spirit guard of Emperor Weishan to temporarily replace the security work of the artificial man. "Dina," he said, "go find the necromancer and kill him
.Then leave this big guy to me."
"Okay, Master." The android dragged the giant sword and turned around to execute the order.
"What are we going to do?" asked one of the action team members. "We know those monsters are not afraid of bullets, but there is always something we can do, right? What are we going to do to send those bastards to hell?"