American Comics: BOSS Invasion

"Was the Red Skull funded with * * money during World War II?" Malik asked with a smile.

Ward frowned: "Wasn't he?"

"Of course not. The Red Skull is only a part of Hydra. He made Hydra's name known, but he can't represent the true meaning of Hydra. Hydra is much older than that."

Malik opened an inconspicuous safe, rummaged through it carefully, and carefully took out a crystal box about thirty centimeters long.

Ward exclaimed: "You mean, he..."

"That's right, this is the gateway to another world."

At that moment, the stone in the crystal box suddenly liquefied into water without warning, rippled rapidly for about ten seconds, and then magically reassembled and returned to its original state.

The liquefaction time was too short, and there was no change in the stone before and after. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Ward would never have believed that a stone could undergo such a strange change.

"Thousands of years ago," Malik said calmly, "an Inhuman was born in this world. He was incredibly powerful, more powerful than anyone else. He was destined to rule the entire world.

Unfortunately, he was too powerful, causing others to fear him. In order to protect themselves, others united and exiled him from Earth."

Ward glanced at the stone, "You mean..."

"That's right, they used that portal to send him to another distant planet."

Qi Shan asked strangely: "Is it another planet? Not another universe?"

"Of course!" Malik smiled: "I can be sure it's another planet, and Mr. Hidan, is your knowledge a little too extensive?"

Qi Shan showed a slight smile: "That's right, I'm from another world, how could I know about planets, planes, and other inexplicable knowledge!"

Malik's expression remained unchanged, and he continued: "Hydra was established for only one purpose, to find a way to bring him back. Hydra has changed several times over thousands of years, and even changed its name.

But each generation has sent people through the portal in the hope of completing the task, even if they cannot succeed, they must at least advance the progress. Unfortunately, no one has ever succeeded, and thousands of years have passed.

The first person to successfully return was actually from S.H.I.E.L.D.

Do you know how excited I was when I got this news?"

Malik became excited and said breathlessly: "When he returns, the world will be subjugated under Hydra's feet, and we will be the new ruling class, becoming the true rulers of the world."

"Okay..." Ward took a sip of wine expressionlessly and said, "The story is indeed attractive!"

Malik smiled: "It is indeed a bit absurd, but this is the truth. We are approaching the final chapter, and how to write it next depends on our own wishes.

I know you want revenge, to cut off the head of S.H.I.E.L.D. and watch it suffer, I can help you!"

"Then what are your requirements?"

"I want you to find out how S.H.I.E.L.D. brought people back. Hydra hasn't been able to do it for thousands of years, how did S.H.I.E.L.D. do it?"

"Cough!" Qi Shan cleared his throat and said, "Why do I feel like you're putting the cart before the horse? Such a big living person has been sitting in front of you for so long, haven't you thought that I also came back with them?"

Malik's always calm expression froze, and his eyeballs turned little by little as if they were rusted, staring straight at Qi Shan.

"You... you came back with S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

Qi Shan shrugged: "If Simmons is also called S.H.I.E.L.D., then yes!"

"I always thought you were just an accident of the portal..." Malik jumped up and turned around a few times, muttering, "I should have thought of it, I should have thought of it! That's right, you are the key, you are the key!"

Malik rushed over suddenly, grabbed Qi Shan's collar with wide eyes, and shouted: "Tell me, how exactly did you do it?"

Qi Shan's expression instantly darkened, and he raised his hand and slapped him away.

Malik spun around in the air like a top four or five times, directly smashing a pile of wooden boxes, and couldn't get up for a long time.

Qi Shan straightened his collar and said coldly: "Dare to grab me and question me? Don't you look at what kind of stuff you are, giving you a smile and thinking I'm easy to bully? You're thinking too much!"

Ward was stunned and didn't react for a long time.

He looked down at Malik, whose mouth was bleeding, his whole body was fractured, and he was breathing more than he was inhaling, and he was about to die.

Cooperation?

He was about to achieve his goal, so suddenly?

"An idealistic idiot, thinking of using a legend from thousands of years ago to inform the world, could it be that he hasn't woken up yet?"

Qi Shan sneered: "Still ruling the world, could it be that this old boy isn't informing the world now? A member of the World Security Council, one of the surviving heads of Hydra.

There are not too few subordinates who sell their lives, and money and power are readily available. With such unique conditions, he is actually confused by a illusory story, incomprehensible!"

Ward's pupils shrank, and he didn't speak.

That's right, Malik spent a lot of effort and consumed countless resources, all for the sake of bringing back an Inhuman from thousands of years ago.

It's simply pig-headed.

"If he dies, can you take over his power?" Qi Shan asked.

Ward was silent for a moment, "I'm afraid it will take some effort."

"It's good to get it!" Qi Shan said: "As long as you help me strengthen the Church of the Evil God, my conditions remain the same!"

Ward raised his eyebrows: "The armed personnel of the Church of the Evil God are at my disposal?"

"That's right!"

"Only belief?"

"For me, belief is everything!"

Ward was silent for a moment and nodded: "Help me clean up some people, and in at most two months, I guarantee that there will be more than two thousand followers of the Church of the Evil God."

Qi Shan smiled: "That's right! Tell me, who to kill?"

Ward raised his chin, "Then cut the weeds and eliminate the roots. Malik's branch has always been committed to politics, although there are some armed forces, but more than ninety percent of the energy is in the political arena.

We need to make a small plan to consolidate the power of the Malik family."

"I don't care about that, just tell me who to kill." Qi Shan said indifferently: "As long as there is a drop of this person's blood, even if he is at the ends of the earth, he is dead!"