"No, of course not, I'm not interested in making more money.

What's more, if I am short of money, I can always ask the owner for tens of thousands of tons of gold, or for technology that is decades or hundreds of years ahead of the world.

This assistant sent me a message because someone gave me an invitation letter, and it seemed that he wanted me to attend the opening ceremony of something called the Stark Industry Expo.

If I remember correctly, the current owner of this company, Tony Stark, should be the Iron Man who has been active around the world recently?

I have to say that his behavior is quite high-profile, and he is very, very proud and arrogant, and a little bit naive, just like a spoiled child."

Balthazar looked at the massive news reports displayed on the screen of his mobile phone and gave his own evaluation of this "superhero" very simply.

Colson nodded with deep understanding: "I completely agree with you.

But Mr. Stark is one of the few talented scientists on earth, and the Director has placed great expectations on him.

Perhaps we will need his intelligence in the near future.

But compared to going to the Stark Industry Expo, I'm more concerned about how to deal with the current issue about cults?

You know, we don't want large-scale civilian casualties."

"Don't worry, if things really get out of hand, I will take action myself."

Balthazar was forthright in his commitment.

As a person who was once lawful good and now lawful neutral, he certainly would not sit back and watch civilians being massacred by evil forces.

But that doesn't mean he's going to be a firefighter and a nanny.

Especially when the protection agreement has not been signed yet.

"Um... how many casualties does "out of control" mean?" Coulson asked in an uncertain tone.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Balthazar thought for a moment and replied: "One hundred thousand people. Because once the souls of more than one hundred thousand people are swallowed, it will become a bit troublesome to deal with it.

.I’m afraid that when I try my best, I might accidentally blow up the planet under my feet.”

After that, he turned around and left without looking back, leaving Coulson standing alone in front of the creepy corpse tree in a daze.

It took several minutes for the latter to recover from the shock and once again called his director to report the situation.

Maybe the word "explosion star" can be regarded as a joke when spoken by others, but it must be treated as true when spoken by Balthazar.

Because the opponent has already demonstrated the ability to break stars with his bare hands, more than once, and with more than one person.

Just as S.H.I.E.L.D. was in a hurry from top to bottom, Hydra hiding in the dark also started its own actions.

Ever since they learned that the unknown cult was creating something that had the potential to become a god, they relied on their unique underground intelligence network to quickly track the other party's location, and then launched action without hesitation.

As the leader of snakes in North America, Alexander Pierce even did not hesitate to activate his own trump card - the Winter Soldier.

Right now, the heavily armed Bucky Barnes was standing outside a motel on the side of the road. He directly raised the personal rocket launcher in his hand, pointed it at one of the rooms and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

boom!!!!!!

I saw dazzling tail flames flying through the air, and warheads filled with high explosives and small steel balls specially designed to kill infantry units broke the windows and entered the room, triggering a violent explosion.

One unlucky guy's half-body body even flew out of the broken window during the explosion, and burnt intestines and minced meat were scattered everywhere.

You know, nothing is more lethal to people than detonating a bomb filled with small steel balls indoors.

Almost no flesh and blood body can withstand such an attack.

Even if you wear a bulletproof vest or a bulletproof helmet, your chance of survival will not exceed 10%.

"superior!"

The Winter Soldier threw away the launcher in his hand and waved the metal arm to signal the Hydra operations team behind him to enter the room to search.

But just when these people had just killed the frightened hotel owner, a burst of black smoke quickly spewed out from the bombed room and enveloped the entire hotel at an extremely fast speed.

The next second...

The eerie laughter echoed in the ears of every living person.

"Hee hee hee hee hee hee--"

In an instant, the Hydra operations team that rushed into the first floor of the hotel screamed in horror.

"Ahhhhh!!!!!!"

"Monster! There is a monster! Retreat quickly!"

"No! No! Don't come here! Don't come here!"

"Fire! Fire!"

"Farke! Bullets have no effect on it!"

"We can't get out! All the windows and doors are blocked by an unknown force field!"

…

Suddenly the sound of gunshots, explosions, roars, and cries of death were intertwined.

After everything returned to calm, the terrifying black mist finally disappeared completely, leaving only mutilated corpses lying scattered on the floor of the hall, with an expression of fear remaining on each face.

Just when the Winter Soldier wanted to get closer to understand the situation, a black shadow suddenly appeared out of thin air, and suddenly raised its head to reveal a distorted face that could not be described in words.

The unknown creature slowly opened its mouth to reveal teeth stained red with blood, spit out a dozen broken fingers from its mouth, and finally disappeared into thin air.

That kind of horror that strikes straight into the soul, even a tool like Bucky Barnes who has been brainwashed and controlled for a long time and only knows how to execute orders, can't help but feel chills in the bottom of his heart.

Just when he was hesitating to go in, a voice suddenly came from the communication device in his ear.

"Stop the operation immediately! Retreat!"

Upon hearing this order, the Winter Soldier got on his motorcycle and left without saying a word, not forgetting to set a fire on the motel before leaving.

At the same time, Alexander Pierce, who was far away at home, had just watched the horrific massacre through the recorders worn by the members of the action team. He turned around and asked his men: "What do you think that is?"

"It's impossible to say for sure. But it's definitely not afraid of small weapons such as firearms and rocket launchers. Even large-caliber artillery and missiles may not have any effect." Sitwell replied, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

.

Obviously, the scene just now gave him a huge impact, so much so that his heartbeat rate is now more than twice the usual rate.

Especially the last action where he obviously rushed towards the camera, it seemed like he had discovered himself.

"This is the power of necromancy! It's scary and fascinating, isn't it?"

Alexander Pierce raised his glass, raised his head and drank the whiskey in one gulp. Instead of showing any timidity, he became extremely excited.

Yes!

Just excited!

As the previous leader of S.H.I.E.L.D., he was qualified to participate in meetings held by the Security Council, and he also saw the information brought back by Nick Fury and a group of experts.

Alexander Pierce was obviously more interested in the magical part than the scientific part.

After all, the obsession with supernatural powers is a tradition of the Hydra organization.

And he already knew clearly that the master behind Balthazar was an out-and-out demon.

Sitwell answered bravely: "Yes, it is indeed scary and charming. But the problem is that we do not have the means to control it now. You can also see that even the Winter Soldier can't do anything to this monster.

threaten."

"Because of this, we need to obtain relevant knowledge. After all, the door to the mystery has been opened. The only thing we need to do is to offer gifts and loyalty to the Demon God in exchange for his generous gifts."

When he said these words, Alexander Pierce's eyes flashed with a strange red light.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "You...what are you?!"

Sitwell clearly noticed something strange, and the muscles all over his body suddenly tightened, and he kept swallowing saliva.

But Alexander Pierce smiled indifferently, rolled up his sleeves to reveal the red and hot mark on his arm, and said meaningfully: "I have received enlightenment, great enlightenment, can you understand that

A feeling?"

The moment he blurted out the last word, red hot flames burst out from his palms. The temperature was so high that it melted the empty glass that had been filled with wine in just a few seconds.

Sitwell was obviously not a fool. He immediately realized that the snakehead he was loyal to had also gained knowledge and power from another world like those superpowers captured and killed by S.H.I.E.L.D.

The only uncertainty is when exactly this power was obtained.

Alexander gave straightforward instructions: "Immediately let people keep an eye on the movements of this group of cultists, and pass the news to Nick Fury's ears when they enter the big city. I want to see with my own eyes, this cursed creature is devouring

How powerful can you become after killing countless people's souls?"

"clear!"

Sitwell nodded quickly, then turned around and left quickly as if running for his life.

After he was completely gone, Alexander Pierce hid the brand on his arm again and murmured in a voice that only he could hear: "War, hunger, poverty, hypocrisy, short-sightedness, stupidity, this miserable world

It needs to be reshaped, and a new order needs to be established. And I am the chosen one to carry out this sacred mission."

…

A few days later, at the opening ceremony of the Stark Industry Expo, Iron Man, wearing his slutty red and gold-painted mecha, landed steadily in the center of the venue, slowly walked out, raised his hands and enjoyed the applause and cheers.

, delivered a rather narcissistic speech.
To be continued...