Marvel's Mulgore Inn

Chapter 11 The Second

"Spell?"

“Resonating with the elements?”

"Phil, are you really kidding?"

Fast forward to the weekend, in the conference room on the 22nd floor of the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters building, a dozen agents were sitting casually on chairs with their legs crossed. When Coulson finished his opening remarks on the podium, the sealed and guarded

The conference room was suddenly in an uproar.

Sitting here are all the elite agents that Nick Fury considers to be the most trustworthy and reliable. They rushed back to SHIELD headquarters after receiving a temporary call, and "Eagle Eye" Krillin, who is known as the best archer on earth.

Tur Barton was among them.

This handsome middle-aged man with short blond hair and a cold face leaned on a row of seats with his arms spread out. He had a pair of sharp eyes, but now these eyes were full of doubts. He turned his head and saw the same thing.

"Black Widow" Natasha Romanoff looks surprised.

"Natasha, do you think Phil is talking nonsense?"

The red-haired female agent smiled indifferently, "Phil never lies, but I also find this kind of thing incredible."

Hawkeye nodded, "I think so too. But if Phil can't come up with more convincing evidence, then today's lesson won't have any meaning... eh?"

Colson put his right hand together, extinguished the fireball, and replied with a smile: "This is the purpose of today's lesson."

The ups and downs of the voice echoed in the conference room, and everyone seemed to be possessed, closing their eyes, trying to find the vast and unpredictable world.

Someone yelled, "Phil, what kind of tests do we need to have what you call... 'talent'?"

Colson took a deep breath and tried to make the fire element as gentle as possible. He formed a small fireball in the palm of his hand, held it flat, and interrupted the discussion in the audience, "In a very long time,

For a long time, like everyone else, I did not believe in the real existence of magic, sorcery, witchcraft and other supernatural phenomena. Until three days ago, I personally experienced this incredible truth."

"Rules? Can they be learned?"

About half an hour later, one of them appeared in front of the office of Alexander Pierce, the former director of SHIELD and the only one with tenth-level agent authority, and knocked on the door.

Among the crowd that was busy congratulating Maria Hill, there were a few people with wandering eyes, looking at each other and nodding slightly. After Colson announced the end, they all stood up and quickly left the conference room.

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The whole place was in an uproar!

Colson hurriedly extinguished the flames in his hair, and said with an embarrassed look on his face: "Sorry, my control over the elements is still very shallow, so... now you have all seen that spells do exist, even if you think that

This is just a legend, but it is right in front of you!"

Colson sighed softly, recalling Kausi's advice to himself, and whispered to himself: "Yes, I understand! The path of pursuing the truth is always lonely, but even if there is one..."

"Maria Hill?"

And in the palm of her hand, a small blue flame rose up. It seemed that it would go out in the next second, but it still swayed stubbornly, exuding bursts of cold air.

No one in the audience answered, they were all in shock - even more shocked than Coulson and Simmons were in the Mulgore Hotel a few nights ago.

"Me too..." Natasha also opened her eyes and shook her head with regret.

More and more elite agents gave up meditating in disappointment. They looked at each other, shook their heads, and whispered, feeling somewhat regretful about their performance.

Maria Hill showed a disappointed expression, but Coulson was extremely excited, and most of the agents around him also looked envious.

Coulson did not stop the agents from talking. He nodded: "As you heard, yes!"

The reason is very simple. Phil Coulson is very popular in S.H.I.E.L.D., and these people are very familiar with him. For a colleague who knows the ins and outs and gets along day and night, suddenly one day he reveals his fire magic, which shocks the people around him even more.

very.

So far, the course has successfully achieved the two goals expected: allowing these SHIELD elites to personally experience the existence of the mysterious side, and the emergence of a second elemental affinity person!

The appearance of the second person who met the talent needs made Colson even more ecstatic. If he were an inheritor of Chinese culture, he would definitely say the famous saying that has been passed down through the ages: "I am not alone in my way!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw flames suddenly appear in Phil Colson's hand, and with a "whoosh" sound, it even set a few of his hair on fire.

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the audience immediately exploded.

Almost everyone turned their heads reflexively and looked at the female agent sitting in the corner with surprise.

"Peng" an inaudible voice sounded in the corner. Although this voice was extremely weak, in front of this group of elites, whose lowest level was level six agents, this unusual voice that should not exist in this conference room quickly attracted attention.

get their attention.

"Eagle Eye" Clint was the first to give up. He opened his eyes with a wry smile, looked at Colson's concerned eyes, shook his head and said: "Phil, I can't do it... I don't know if I am like this."

I have a great talent, but as soon as I close my eyes, past experiences always appear in my mind, which makes it impossible for me to calm down.”

"Spells are not the product of magic and imagination, but actual natural rules! As long as we meet specific talent conditions, we can feel it and master it through systematic learning..."

"I'll try..." Hill swallowed hard, staring closely at the water element in his hand, trying his best to change its shape. But it had the opposite effect. Not only did the blue flames not change at all, but instead "poof"

"It went out with a sound, and the blue cloud quickly dissipated in the air.

She was a cool beauty with short black hair and a proud figure. She had a resolute face and a heroic spirit. Even though most people were sitting there lazily, she still sat upright and meticulously.

Colson couldn't help feeling happy. When he saw the blue flames clearly, his expression became a little strange. He hurriedly walked to her side and said softly, "Maria, congratulations! The water element has responded to your call,

You don’t need to deliberately keep the shape of the flame. Water has no fixed shape. How about you imagine it as...a ball of water?"

"Brock Rumlow, I remember you should be in California at this time!"

Pierce, who was gray-haired and upright, did not stand up. Instead, he motioned for Rumlow to close the door of the office. He turned a pen between his fingers and asked with a playful look, "Nick asked you to come back? What's so important?

What's the situation?"

"Yes!" Rumlow looked a little pale, "Mr. Pierce, I have important information to report!"

"I think you need to check the surveillance of the conference room on the 22nd floor now!"

(End of chapter)