The Death Knell

"The sacrificial ceremony took longer than I expected."

In the underground insect tunnel network in the border of hell, Su Ming said this to Carol, and something was happening where no one could see it.

In the darkness, only Balder's strange laughter and the mysterious man's strange incantation that no one could understand could be heard.

It was a syllable that was impossible for human organs to produce. It sounded more like scraping bone plates with teeth, or biting one's own tongue.

Carol looked suspicious of life and didn't even know what to say. She rubbed her fingers, lowered her head, as if there were some inconspicuous stains that needed to be removed, and asked in a low voice:

"Are you sure it's necessary to dig out that man's eyes?"

Su Ming nodded, smiled at Hela, motioned for her to wait, and then hooked Carol's arm and walked aside:

"I brought you here just to explain to you the ins and outs of the matter, including the grudges between the Orochi and the Immortal Palace. Now I let you see these scenes to let you understand the cruelty of this war. Before I leave the earth and go to When we are in Asgard, you are the only one who can protect mankind."

"And the Avengers..." Captain Marvel wanted to say something, but she swallowed it back. Her throat moved up and down, and goosebumps appeared on her skin: "They want to deal with the Skrulls. And Hydra within S.H.I.E.L.D., no time..."

She has never been stupid, just a little reckless. She often understands strategic matters at the drop of a hat.

Deathstroke took out two bottles of soda from his pocket, gave her one, and nodded.

"Yes, Orochi's plan is like an egg, or cabbage, or onion?"

Having said this, he smiled, remembering the joke between the Horde and the Alliance accusing each other of copying Alterac Valley tactics, and then his smile faded:

"The Skrulls use the alien fool Odd as bait to attract Earth's superheroes, while Zola and Hydra use the Skrulls as pawns. However, in the eyes of Orochi, they are all tools to realize the plan. Once I, That is to say, after the Supreme Mage leaves the earth, I am afraid that you are the only one who can stop the big snake head-on."

In fact, there are little cousin and Doom, Phoenix and Wanda, Merlin and the Leopard God and the Tiger God, etc., but you can't say that, I understand them all.

Carol is a soldier. She is not afraid of pressure. The greater the pressure, the more motivated she will be. If you give her a few compliments, she will do things with great concentration.

The U.S. Air Force has the idea of ​​​​establishing the Skyward Sword Agency, and she will play an important role in it. If Deathstroke wants to use this agency, he must continue to let Carol think that she and Deathstroke are missing to deal with powerful alien enemies. , no one else can.

In this way, when the Tianjian Bureau is established, the next plan can begin.

Sure enough, Captain Marvel nodded. She clenched her fists and a determined expression appeared on her face: "I understand, I will protect humans."

"I can't speculate whether Orochi has any subordinates or followers, but if it does, then if they invade the earth, try not to let ordinary people know about your battle... After the last time the Annihilation Zerg invaded New York, there were a lot of people to eat. Those who were full turned into "alien lover" and criticized all the people who had resisted the invasion, saying something like "it was the hostility of the earth people that angered the visiting alien friends, which caused unnecessary conflicts." 'We should lay down our weapons and welcome them with love', that sort of thing."

Carol pursed her lips and patted Deathstroke's arm: "There are all kinds of people. They don't understand the situation at all, but if they were really facing a fully armed bug, these people would definitely run faster than anyone else. Come on, don’t take your boring remarks to heart.”

"I don't care. I just want to remind you that there are a lot of weirdos like this in the United States. I'm worried that you won't be able to stand them. But since you have such an awareness, it's good." Su Ming toasted with her with a soda drink, then turned to look at Ming who was bored doing manicures. God: "Hela, please create a portal and send Carol to the foot of the Himalayas."

The goddess who was treated as a tool tilted her mouth, raised her hand and drew a circle with the black stone, and a dark green passage opened with great difficulty:

"You'd better move quickly, don't be petty, this dimension is very unstable now, and it's easy to attract some dangerous looks."

Embarrassed, Carol rubbed her face, reluctantly nodded to the two of them, and then flew into the portal with her head held high, just like other superheroes with heavy responsibilities.

The portal closed and the green light disappeared. Only the red highlights of Deathstroke's smoking and Hela's green eyes were left in the insect tunnel.

"How did you arrange Tyr and Fenrir?"

Deathstroke quickly broke the silence and switched to a more realistic topic.

"I asked them to return to the underworld, because I expected that Asgard would be the first to suffer. I needed Tyr to help me temporarily disconnect the underworld from the World Tree, otherwise once the branches burned, every piece would be destroyed. The leaves are in danger.”

Hela came closer. She smelled something sweet, like the mature smell of a corpse when it just started to rot.

Su Ming nodded, but then quickly shook his head: "If you want to stop the endless cycle of Ragnarok, you will definitely have to pay a lot of sacrifices. In fact, in the prophecy, you just died of a dog, but you will not be affected. , are you sure you really want to get involved this time?"

"Isn't this exactly what you want?" Hela smiled and raised an eyebrow, then returned to her cold look: "Only by adding characters that do not exist in the story can the story be reversed. As you said, I I just hope there’s enough time.”

"What do you mean it's too late?" Deathstroke asked.

"Before the dead souls burst my underworld." Hela replied.

Just as the two were talking like a riddle, a huge consciousness suddenly descended from the void, as if an endless burden fell on the two of them, and Hela suddenly shrank down.

But Su Ming withstood it. After stimulating the energy in the X metal, he was exempted from the mental impact and reached out to grab the living corpse beside him.

He patted Hela's face and whispered in her ear: "The old clone has arrived, don't bite your tongue."

"Huh, who are you looking down on? The strongest warrior in Immortal Palace is not Thor or Heimdall." Perhaps it was her status as a half-dead person that made her get rid of the influence quickly, and raised her pointed chin: "It's me. God Hela!”

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"Captain, your accusation is very serious. Do you understand what it means, right?"

On the top floor of the Stark Industries Building, Coulson looked at Steve in front of him with a troubled expression, and his iconic smile was gone.

Because just now, Steve summoned the Avengers and SHIELD agents present and told them the intelligence he heard from Zola.

Alexander Pierce, Crossbones and his team, as well as Coulson's good friend Baldhead and his team, are all Hydra agents.

They have an evil plan to monitor and control the world, and now that Fury is missing and his LMDs are running around, this plan has begun.

"Of course I understand that I am accusing a senior official stationed in the United Nations Security Council of being a Hydra, but that's the truth, Coulson, do you believe me?" Steve didn't waver at all, just staring at the bald agent's face. Watch with both eyes.

Colson took a deep breath, raised his hand to touch the Captain trading card in his breast pocket, and nodded vigorously: "Of course I believe you, Captain, there is no one more trustworthy than you in the entire United States, just say What should we do.”

"We need to intercept all SHIELD LMDs, not just Fury's, but Pierce's own."

As soon as Steve waved, Bucky handed over the map. Zola's round glasses were still clamped on the latter's nose. The captain smiled at him and spread out the map with both hands on the wall beside:

"Then we must allocate manpower to recapture the Tri-Wing Headquarters and prevent all space carriers from taking off. At the same time, we have to have someone to deal with the 300,000 Skrull army..."

At this point, the captain also fell silent. This number was really too big. For the dozen or so people present, it was simply an impossible task.

But he will not give up, as long as there is still one person who has expectations for him, he will never give up.

On the other hand, Tony, who was pouring himself a drink, still looked carefree. While listening to the sound of drinks, he kept looking at his watch and whispered to the projector on the bar table:

"Jarvis, where is the female Thor now? Why hasn't she returned with a shipment?"

"Sir, according to satellite records, she was picked up by a group of women wearing strange armor, and she left the earth together with the equipment you bought." Jarvis also answered him in a low voice.

"A woman wearing strange armor? Got it." Tony held the wine glass and bottle in his hands and played the accordion on his chest: "She must have been picked up by a group of Asgardians. I knew where her hammer came from. It's not right, alas...it just happens at this juncture."