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There was an unfamiliar voice in the ears, accompanied by a whoosh of cool air rushing from the soles of the feet to the Tianling Gai. The agents jumped up, clenched their weapons and looked towards the source of the sound.
If I remember correctly, there should be no one on board the spaceship.
In the shadows, Russell stepped out with a friendly smile on his face. The shadows under his feet merged with the darkness, as if he appeared out of thin air across space.
"Who are you……"
"Let me introduce myself, I'm from hell."
Russell interrupted directly, slapped the weapons in everyone's hands to prevent accidental injury, pointed at Coulson on the ground and said: "This gentleman is on the list and is a key target. I came here specially to take away his soul.
To prevent him from escaping again."
Coulson has died not just once but twice. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a habitual criminal. The agents knew this very well. When Russell said this, they immediately started to scramble.
"I don't believe it, he should go to heaven!"
"Yes, Coulson is a good man."
"..."
"Whether or not you are a good person is not up to you."
Russell shook his head and said bluntly: "Forgive me for being ruthless, but I can responsibly say that you must not have any illusions about the future. Everyone here is destined to go to hell, and no one is qualified to go to heaven."
After speaking, Russell waved his hands to disperse the agents regardless of their reaction, and walked to Coulson's 'body'.
"Please wait a moment, he is not dead yet and can still be saved."
"How is that possible? He's dead."
Russell squatted down, took out a medical thermometer and inserted it into Colson's mouth. He pulled it out a second later and broke it in front of the agents: "Look, the thermometer is already 90 degrees. It's hopeless."
"..."xN
The expressions of the agents were stiff. It turns out that this is how the thermometer in hell is used. This... this is not scientific at all!
"Cough, cough cough..."
During the silence, Coulson suddenly pretended to be dead, curled up and coughed violently.
"Tsk, it's really troublesome, just like a cockroach."
Russell curled his lips, took out the Sand Eagle from behind, pointed it at Colson's head and took it away by force.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound, the spacecraft shook, and the bullet grazed Coulson's forehead...
Missed.
Russell looked to the side with a dissatisfied look on his face, put away the pistol, and read the lines according to the script: "The fate is so great, I have no choice but to go through the process and wait for a while."
Seeing Russell standing in the corner, blending in with the shadows, and the spaceship jumping like crazy, the agents helped Coulson up, who had returned to the light, and determined that the shock just now was caused by the battle between Daisy and King Wanli.
To be precise, Daisy was beaten in disgrace and her shock wave failed to hit the King of Wanli, but hit the spacecraft that crash-landed on the ground.
The situation was serious. Coulson, who had just come back to life, immediately went to work and commanded the agents... to think of a way. Although the hope was slim, he had the heavy responsibility of saving the earth and must not give up until the last moment.
"Why don't you just give the Avengers a call? Chicago is not far from New York anyway. From the map, it's only this small distance."
Seeing a group of people sweating profusely from anxiety, Russell couldn't help but interject, and raised his hand to show the distance between his fingertips.
"..."xN
The agents looked at the shadows and saw that Russell was still haunted. They swallowed hard, but Coulson's eyes lit up and he pursed his lips and took a few steps forward.
"Don't talk. I know what you want to say, but that's impossible..."
Without waiting for Coulson to speak, Russell spoke directly: "The soul is the currency of hell, fear is the devil's food. The more war, death, killing, etc., the better for me. I have no obligation and no reason to stop the guys outside."
"I know, I don't have the luxury of expecting the devil to save the world."
Colson showed an honest smile, modest yet confident: "But I heard that the devil likes to make deals with people. I don't know if I have the qualifications."
"Interesting, dare to take the initiative to make a deal with me!"
Russell touched his chin, looked at Colson up and down, and then said slowly with horror: "Originally, it was not possible. After all, you don't have much time, and there is no point in trading with you. I only need to wait for a moment, you
Your soul is mine."
"But what?"
Coulson's eyes flashed, and he was glad that there was a turning point in Russell's words.
"But I'm in a good mood today. I can make a deal with you, a deal using your soul as a bargaining chip..."
Russell stepped out of the darkness, with a flash of black light in his eyes: "Think clearly, you don't even know who I am. Once the contract is signed, your soul will be enslaved by me forever. It will be too late to regret it."
"I will not regret it. Where is the contract? I want to exchange it for the power to defeat Talbot."
Coulson hurriedly spoke out. He was willing to live for a few days in exchange for a chance to save the earth. This business would not be a loss no matter how he looked at it. What he was afraid of was that Russell would regret it.
"Hey hey hey..."
Russell took out a stack of contracts printed on A4 paper from behind his buttocks, and threw the thick stack in front of Coulson. The height was more than 1.5 meters, which made one's legs weak.
"This contract is so...so thick."
Even though the situation was critical, Coulson still complained with black lines on his face when faced with the exaggerated thickness of the contract.
"It's okay. This is just a catalog of the contract. The original is longer. If you want to see it, I can..."
"No, just tell me where to sign?"
Coulson was sweating profusely after hearing this. Even though he knew there was something wrong with this contract, he still jumped into the pit decisively.
The catalog is already 1.5 meters tall. It originally started at least 10 meters long. If he really sat down and looked at each item carefully, Daisy would have been beaten to death a hundred times. How could he have such free time?
Russell took out a pen and handed it over: "First page, second line, if you see the 'victim' column, just sign there."
Colson: "..."
This is too direct, can't it be more tactful, like Party B or something?
The agents winked desperately, but Coulson just pretended not to notice, signed his name, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
Snap!
Russell snapped his fingers with a smile on his face, and after the contract disappeared into thin air, he said cheerfully: "The contract is established, and your soul belongs to me. Now, tell me what kind of power you want?"
"As long as you can defeat Talbot, that's fine!"
Colson said hurriedly that he wouldn't choose.
"Don't be anxious, I looked at the future and there is still 40 seconds until Shockwave Girl is killed. There is plenty of time."
Russell was not in a hurry, waved his hand and opened the light screen projection in front of him, pointed at the three items and said one by one: "The first item is the incomplete Phoenix Power, the holder can barely destroy the parallel universe; the second item is the incomplete Phoenix Power.
An Infinity Gauntlet, comes with six Infinity Stones. Note that this is an enhanced version of the multiverse. The holder can instantly kill the five gods of the universe; the third one is the Heart of the Universe. Holding it can control the omnipotent universe. Even when the Tribunal of Life comes, you have to kneel down.
…”
"Oh, you don't know the Life Tribunal? It's that...how should I put it, the manager of all known and unknown things, a very powerful guy, who can't catch a single thought from me."
Colson's eyelids were twitching wildly, and a question popped into his mind. He swallowed hard and asked his doubts.
"You, who are you?"
"My word, when I took office some time ago, I played a loudspeaker in the multiverse. You should have heard it..."
Russell looked directly at Colson, with a blood line at the corner of his mouth and said: "Satan, don't think nonsense, that Satan in the literal sense."
"Gudu!" xN
The agents collectively swallowed, and Coulson's face turned pale. At this moment, he felt a little regretful.
"Time is running out, don't wait around, your daughter will be gone if you don't go."
Russell raised his hand and slapped the incomplete Phoenix Force into Coulson's body, then threw him out of the spaceship. The process was a bit violent, and half of the spacecraft's hull was lost.
"Everyone, does anyone else want to sign a contract? Write your name with your hands and instantly become a god at the level of the universe!"
Russell:?(????)
Agents:┐(T.T)(T.T)ノ
The agents looked left and right, shedding weak and helpless tears. The real devil was right in front of them, and the King of All Power outside was not scary at all.
Coulson didn't keep the agents waiting for long. As soon as tears burst out from his eyes, he came back with Daisy in his arms. His expression was...shocked. He punched straight and before he could exert any force, the King of Wanli died.
.
To be precise, as soon as he raised his hand and before he struck, Wanliwang was like a deflated rubber ball and died instantly.
It's so fake. This kind of actor doesn't even have chicken legs, not to mention chicken legs.
"Yes, it's just as you thought. He died while in outer space. He can move because I am controlling his body."
Russell explained kindly, but said with full of malice: "Let him add a scene to make you willing to sign the contract. After all, you are a devil, you can't break the rules, and you still have to go through the process."
"Why, why?"
Coulson asked in a trembling voice. The power in his body made him feel that he was omnipotent. Thanos was just a little brother to him, but his reason told him that all resistance was in vain.
"The reason is that you led the reorganized SHIELD to eliminate Hydra!"
"What's the reason? It's just a Hydra..."
"Oh, I didn't say that?"
Russell grinned: "In addition to Satan, I am also the leader of Hydra. You have driven away all the Hydras in this parallel universe. I am very embarrassed!"
"..."xN
"Get familiar with the Phoenix Power in your body. There is no need to worry about lifespan. If I don't nod, it will be difficult for you to die."
Russell turned around and merged into the darkness, turned around and smiled deeply: "Next time I come back, I will send my Hydra army to carry out a plane invasion. The leader of the group is Hydra captain Steve Rogers, with hands full of blood and no trace of anything.
The executioner of humanity, who has slaughtered hundreds of earths, you will like him."
"..."xN
After harming the honest man, Russell decided to deal with it in the same way as Bruce, that is, to leave it for a while until the hairline becomes more touching, and then let the ignorant Steve lead the team.
Just thinking about it makes me look forward to it!
I don’t want to brag, but I have one thing to say: Russell thinks he has no rival when it comes to cheating his subordinates.
"Where should we go next?"
Russell said to himself, thinking of a certain white-bearded Maiya, his eyes suddenly lit up.