Mark, who was driving the car, hesitated to speak, as if he wanted to ask what happened when he lost consciousness, and where did the so-called important beetle go. But when Schiller fell silent, the whole atmosphere solidified.
Instinct told Mark that it would be better for him to keep quiet now.
In the dark rainy night, an equally dark car with only weak reflections sped past the road, causing splashes of water.
Between the high-rise buildings, the speeding cars made a "squeak" sound like bullets just coming out of the barrel. The brakes made an extremely harsh sound at high speeds, and the tires left scorched marks on the ground. In front of the Sanctuary of Wall Street in New York, Natasha
Sarah got out of the car.
"Bang!" Natasha closed the car door and quickly walked into the door of the Holy of Holies. Looking from the street, the only brightly lit place on the dark street was here.
Completely different from the silence outside, the Holy of Holies was bustling with activity. Even standing in the reception desk of the lobby on the first floor, one could hear the noise from upstairs.
The female receptionist behind the desk showed a gentle smile. Before Natasha showed her ID, she nodded and said, "Hello, the Supreme Mage is waiting for you on the third floor."
Natasha also nodded and walked quickly towards the stairs. As soon as she reached the corner of the first floor, a red ribbon floated down and turned into an arrow, guiding her upward.
When passing through the stairwell on the second floor, Natasha glanced inside. At this time, the office area was busy.
The phone was flying around in the sky, flashing for a while, burning for a while, and there were many terrifying demonic shadows floating above the head. It seemed that they were getting angry after arguing on the phone, and the projection came directly, Mortal Kombat.
The beautiful and dreamy magical light floats between the chandeliers, and the sound of books turning and the rustle of the fireplace complement each other. The scene should be full of wonderful fantasy, but it is often interspersed with "interest rates," "taxes," and "fees."
"Member" and other incompatible words.
Withdrawing his gaze and arriving on the third floor, Natasha discovered that the place seemed to have used soundproofing magic, making it very quiet. When he walked in, Strange was leaning on the sofa reading a book.
What was rare was that he did not wear a suit, but a robe, and a red cloak on the back. The red ribbon that led the way flew back to his hand. Strange stretched out his hand and pointed to the opposite side of the coffee table.
Natasha walked over to the sofa and sat down.
"I told you on the phone that our agents investigated that someone witnessed unknown fire in Austria." As she said that, Natasha took out a stack of photos from her handbag.
Strange took the photo and frowned. He said, "It's very interesting. It does look like the energy of the devil, but there is no decent god system in Germany and Austria..."
"Can you guess which demon it is?"
"The photo you took is too model of the lake. I can only see some white light, and the photo cannot make me feel the occult factors. Although it may be possible to detect it, it will take a certain amount of time."
"Schiller has been out of contact for more than 10 hours, you know what this means." Natasha said with a serious face.
"It means he must have come up with another big plan, and he doesn't seem to be planning to take us with him this time." Strange threw the photo on the table, and he became a little more serious, looked at Natasha and asked: "Except
Is there any other clue to this light?"
"We have sent people there, and there should be news soon." After Natasha said that, she picked up the phone and dialed. After a few busy tones, Natasha answered the phone and said:
"Hello? Yes, it's me. Have you just arrived? How is the situation there? Are there any clues?... What do you mean it's hard to describe?"
Following the phone signal across thousands of miles, Iron Man Stark looked down at the ravaged road and the messy puddles on the streets of an Austrian town. He said with some confusion: "There are no clues here, but there are everywhere."
They are all clues.”
"...No, I'm not talking about riddles, it's just that I don't know much about magic. Forget it, Strange, are you there? Just open the portal and come have a look. By the way, take all the Avengers together.
Bring everyone with you, this matter may be a bit big."
Iron Man, wearing a steel suit, walked around the scene of the incident. As he said, there were indeed many traces here, but he couldn't understand most of them, because they were not caused by modern weapons. They looked like magic at first sight.
traces left behind.
But this did not prevent Stark from seeing that someone was having a fierce battle here, perhaps more than one.
After a while, a portal appeared in the sky, a bunch of people fell from the sky, and Strange finally walked out.
Peter, who had just fallen to the ground, shouted: "You should really improve your portal skills! I fall every time!"
"Should the portal open where the door should open?" Eric stood up with the knife in his hand. He looked at Strange and said angrily: "Your door will open on the third floor.
In the air?”
"This is pretty good. The height I opened the door before was on the 5th floor." Strange said as he began to look down at the marks on the ground.
He first touched the dirty water on the ground lightly, but it was raining heavily now, and the originally rich black water had been diluted a lot, and Strange could not see any clues.
"What happened here?" Steve, who held up his shield to protect himself from the rain, walked to Stark. He looked at the deepest ravine and said, "It looks like it was knocked out. Are you sure this is Schiller?"
Can you move your hands?"
"That's the biggest problem. This doesn't look like Schiller's style at all. He can only hold a pen, not a knife." Stark said very firmly.
"Wait!" Strange suddenly shouted. He squatted on the edge of a shallow ravine, stretched out his hand, and touched some gravel from the edge of the puddle.
Touching further down, there seemed to be some scattered sand, which was now very wet from the rain, but Strange still found clues from it. He said: "The sand...is the Egyptian pantheon?"
"Ah, look at this!" Peter also shouted: "There was supposed to be a car here, but it just drove away!"
Peter pointed to a mark on the ground, and Stark flew over and started scanning directly. He said, "Someone drove away from here. Could it be Schiller?"
"Don't worry about it for now." Natasha pressed the earphone, and then said: "Follow this trajectory and catch up with them."
Just after everyone from the Avengers left, another group of figures came to the scene of the discovery. Agents dressed strangely checked on the ground, then took out their mobile phones and called their leader.
"Mr. Sir, a small-scale war did break out here. The 'doctor' probably didn't lie to you. It might be SHIELD or the KGB..."
"Yes, these traces cannot be left by known conventional thermal weapons. Okay, I will investigate their whereabouts as soon as possible. I know that I will do my best to protect the safety of the headquarters."
Soon, they also found signs of the car driving away, so the team of agents also began a chase.
The car that had already left this small town began to drive in the direction of Germany. This small town is located in western Austria and is very close to Germany. Soon, the car came to the German-Austrian border.
This is a relatively desolate suburb with few people. There is only a lone moon hanging high in the sky. The rain has not stopped. Among the thin lines of rain, through the windshield, Mark sees that the moonlight in the sky has begun.
Flashing.
"Chila!"
Mark stepped on the brakes hard, and his whole body was pushed against the steering wheel by the recoil. He rubbed the chest that was hit and looked at the huge figure blocking the front of the car.
Kongsu stood in front of the car and flashed, his empty skull eyes flashing with light. Behind him was the dark rainy night, and the rain lines were clearly visible in the dim light beside him. Mark shook his head vigorously,
No matter how many times he saw it, this terrifying illusion still made him feel frightened.
Kong Su opened his huge beak, leaving only a deep voice that echoed on the empty road:
"Be careful, they are coming..."
With the sound of "Kacha", lightning crackled on the road not far away. In the second when the light came on, Mark was sure that he saw countless terrifying figures on both sides of the road.
But after everything returned to darkness, a group of humans appeared in the light of the car lights. They were men and women, dressed in different styles, but they all walked towards the car parked in the middle of the road.
Mark opened the door and got out of the car. The group of people turned their eyes to him strangely. One of them said: "Kong Su, we received a report. Amit said that you colluded with the evil gods from the outside world to cause massacres. Come back to the court with us to accept it."
Let’s judge.”
Mark's body stiffened for a moment, the veins on the side of his neck popped out, and then white light appeared in his eyes, and Kong Su's voice came out of his mouth:
"Amit is confusing right and wrong. He was the one who poured out his power uncontrollably into the human world in an attempt to escape. I was just fighting back."
"But you found two evil believers and kidnapped Amit's followers. Have you forgotten the rules of heaven?"
Mark turned his head stiffly and saw Arthur, who had been picked up by Schiller and thrown unconscious in the back seat. He paused and said, "Amit makes his followers walk in the world and spread evil doctrines. He
Killing innocent people indiscriminately is not a trial."
"We are not interested in the disputes between you in the field of belief, but according to the rules of heaven, you must go back with us to face trial." One of the women spoke, her voice carrying a mysterious echo, as if coming from afar.
"The Twelve Pillars of God have long been corrupted!" Kongsu's tone contained anger. He said: "You have long known what Amit has done, but you have abandoned mankind and asked for faith in vain, but did not provide blessings.
Just like you did thousands of years ago..."
"Staying away from humans is the mercy of the gods to all living beings." Another man said, his voice solemn and solemn, he said: "No matter what, you are still one of us, you should go back with us, and Amit
Confronted face to face..."
They were still talking in ancient Egyptian, and Schiller was just sitting in the passenger seat of the car, watching all this through the windshield.
On a rainy night that was darker than night, everyone standing in front of the car had a mysterious light in their eyes. It was like the beginning of a classic horror movie.
But this weird atmosphere didn't last long. A golden meteor streaked across the sky. With the sound of jets, Iron Man landed on top of the vehicle. He didn't know what the people here were doing, but he saw the people sitting in the car.
of Schiller.
The Avengers arrived soon after, and soon after, another motorcade drove over from the other end of the road.
Steve, who had just stepped forward to investigate, narrowed his eyes because the moment he turned off the high beams on the opposite side, he saw an old acquaintance sitting in the car - Baron Zemo, the leader of Hydra.
At this time, Stark, who came to the car, simply opened the door of the cab, sat in, turned to look at Schiller and asked: "What are you doing here? What's going on now?"
He saw Schiller pushing open the car door and walking out. As Captain America watched, Baron Zemo came towards Schiller. The two shook hands in front of the car. Baron Zemo said:
"Welcome back, doctor, long live Hydra."
Steve's eyes suddenly shrank, and Iron Man rushed out of the door. The faces of the Avengers behind him showed expressions of disbelief, but at this moment, something even more shocking happened to them——
Schiller, who had just finished shaking hands with Baron Zemo, instantly raised his umbrella and waved it, knocking Baron Zemo to the ground with a bang, stepping on his chest and stabbing his throat with a knife.
In an instant, the umbrella opened, and the blood burst out, staining the uniforms of Iron Man and Captain America red, flowing down their bodies, and dripping into the puddles on the ground.
The surface of the dark red puddle reflected Schiller's jaw, his mouth opened, and the strange sound was lost in the sound of the rain.