Chapter 503 I Bloom in the Midst of Carnage (Part 2)
Mark, who was driving the car, was hesitant to speak, as if he wanted to ask what happened when he lost consciousness, and where the so-called important item, the beetle, went. But when Schiller fell silent, the whole atmosphere solidified, and instinct told Mark that it would be better for him not to speak now.
In the dark rainy night, a car that was also dark and only reflected light faintly sped across the road, splashing water.
Between the tall buildings, the speeding car was like a bullet just out of the barrel. With a "squeak", the brake sound at high speed was extremely harsh, and the tires left charred marks on the ground. Natasha walked out of the car in front of the Sanctuary of the Holy of Holies on Wall Street in New York.
"Bang!" Natasha closed the car door and walked quickly into the gate of the Sanctuary of the Holy of Holies. From the street, only here was brightly lit on the dim street.
Completely different from the silence outside, the Sanctuary of the Holy of Holies was very lively. Even standing at the reception desk in the lobby on the first floor, you could hear the noise upstairs.
The receptionist behind the desk smiled gently. Before Natasha showed her ID, she nodded and said, "Hello, the Supreme Mage is waiting for you on the 3rd floor."
Natasha also nodded and walked quickly towards the stairs. Just as she reached the corner of the first floor, a red ribbon floated down and turned into an arrow, guiding her up.
When she passed through the stairwell on the second floor, Natasha looked inside. At this time, the office area was bustling.
The phone was flying in the sky, flashing and emitting fire. There were also many terrifying phantoms of demons floating above their heads. It seemed that they were not satisfied with the quarrel over the phone, so they directly projected and came down, fighting with real people.
The beautiful and dreamy magic light floated between the chandeliers, and the sound of books turning and the rustling of the fireplace complemented each other. The scene that should have been full of wonderful fantasy was often interspersed with words such as "interest rate", "tax", "membership" and so on that were out of place.
Retracting his gaze, Natasha came to the third floor and found that it seemed to be very quiet here because of the soundproofing magic. When he walked in, Strange was leaning on the sofa reading a book.
It was rare that he was not wearing a suit, but a robe, with a red cloak behind him, and the red ribbon leading the way flew back into his hand. Strange stretched out his hand and pointed to the sofa opposite the coffee table. Natasha walked over and sat down.
"I told you on the phone that our agents found that someone witnessed an unidentified fire in Austria." Natasha took out a stack of photos from her handbag.
Strange took the photo and frowned. He said, "Very interesting. It does look like the energy of a demon god, but there is no decent god system in Germany and Austria..."
"Can you guess which demon god it is?"
"The photo you took is too blurry. I can only see some white light, and the photo can't make me feel the mystical factors. Although it may be found out, it will take some time."
"Schiller has been out of contact for more than 10 hours. You know what this means." Natasha said with a serious face.
"It means that he must have made another big plan, and this time he doesn't seem to plan to take us." Strange threw the photo on the table. He also became a little serious and looked at Natasha and asked, "Apart from this light, are there any other clues?"
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"We have sent someone over, and there should be news soon." Natasha picked up the phone and dialed it. The busy tone rang a few times. Natasha answered the phone and said:
"Hello? Yes, it's me. Have you just arrived? How is the situation there? Are there any clues?... What does it mean to be difficult to describe?"
Following the signal of the phone, traveling thousands of miles, the Austrian town On the street, Iron Man Stark looked down at the gully-filled road surface and the messy dirty puddles, and said with some confusion: "There are no clues here, but there are clues everywhere."
"... No, I'm not talking about riddles, but I don't know much about magic. Forget it, Strange, are you there? Just open the portal and come over to take a look. By the way, bring all the Avengers with you. This matter may be a bit big."
Iron Man, wearing an iron battle suit, walked around the scene of the incident. Just as he said, there are indeed many traces here, but he can't understand most of them, because they are not caused by modern weapons. At first glance, they are traces left by magic.
But this does not prevent Stark from being able to see that someone has fought a fierce battle here, or perhaps more than one.
After a while, a portal appeared in the air, and a group of people fell from the sky. Strange finally walked out.
Peter, who had just fallen to the ground, shouted, "You really should improve your portal skills! I always fall down!"
"Shouldn't the portal be opened where the door should be?" Eric stood up with the knife in his hand. He looked at Strange and said unhappily, "Will your door be opened in the air at a height of 3 floors?"
"That's not bad. I opened the door at a height of 5 floors before." Strange said as he began to look down at the marks on the ground.
He first touched the dirty water on the ground lightly, but it was raining heavily now, and the originally thick black water had been diluted a lot, so Strange didn't see any clues.
"What happened here?" Steve, who held up his shield to protect himself from the rain, walked to Stark. He looked at the deepest ravine and said, "It looks like it was knocked out. Are you sure this is Schiller?" Can you move your hands?"
"That's the biggest problem. This doesn't look like Schiller's style at all. He can only hold a pen, not a knife." Stark said very firmly.
"Wait!" Strange suddenly said. He squatted on the edge of a shallow ravine, stretched out his hand, and touched some gravel from the edge of the puddle.
Touching further down, there seemed to be some scattered sand, which was now very wet from the rain, but Strange still found clues from it. He said: "The sand...is the Egyptian pantheon?"
"Ah, look at this!" Peter also shouted: "There was supposed to be a car here, but it just drove away!"
Peter pointed to a mark on the ground. Stark flew over and started scanning directly. He said, "Someone drove away from here. Could it be Schiller?"
"Don't worry so much for now." Natasha pressed the earphone, and then said: "Follow this trajectory and catch up with them."
Just after everyone from the Avengers left, another group of figures came to the scene of the discovery. The weirdly dressed agents checked on the ground, then took out their mobile phones and called their leader.
"Mr. Sir, a small-scale war did break out here. The 'doctor' probably didn't lie to you. It might be SHIELD or the KGB..."
"Yes, these traces cannot be left by known conventional thermal weapons. Okay, I will investigate their whereabouts as soon as possible. I know that I will do my best to protect the safety of the headquarters."
Soon, they also found signs of the car driving away, so the team of agents also began a chase.
The car that had already left this small town began to drive in the direction of Germany. This small town is located in western Austria and is very close to Germany. Soon, the car came to the German-Austrian border.
This is a relatively desolate suburb with few people. There is only a lone moon hanging high in the sky. The rain has not stopped, and among the thin lines of rain, through the windshield, Mark sees that the moonlight in the sky has begun. Flashing.
"Chila!"
Mark stepped on the brakes hard, and his whole body was pushed against the steering wheel by the recoil. He rubbed the chest that was hit and looked at the huge figure blocking the front of the car.
Kongsu stood in front of the car and flashed, his empty skull eyes flashing with light. Behind him was the dark rainy night, and the rain lines were clearly visible in the dim light beside him. Mark shook his head vigorously, No matter how many times he saw it, this terrifying vision still made him feel frightened.
Kong Su opened his huge beak, leaving only a deep voice that echoed on the empty road:
"Be careful, they are coming..."
"Kacha" sounded, and lightning crackled on the road not far away. In the second when the light came on, Mark was sure that he saw countless terrifying figures on both sides of the road.
But after everything returned to darkness, what appeared in the light of the car lights was a group of humans. They were men and women, dressed in different styles, but they all walked towards the car parked in the middle of the road.
Mark opened the door and got out of the car. The group of people turned their eyes to him strangely. One of them said: "Kongsu, we received a report. Amit said that you colluded with the evil gods from the outside world to cause killings. Come back to the court with us to accept it." Judge it."
Mark's body stiffened for a moment, the veins on the side of his neck popped out, and then white light appeared in his eyes, and Kong Su's voice came out of his mouth:
"Amit is confusing right and wrong. It was he who poured out his power uncontrollably into the human world in an attempt to escape. I am just fighting back."
"But you found two evil believers and kidnapped Amit's followers. Have you forgotten the rules of heaven?"
Mark turned his head stiffly and saw Arthur, who had been picked up by Schiller and thrown unconscious in the back seat. He paused and said, "Amit makes his followers walk in the world and spread evil doctrines. He Killing innocent people indiscriminately is not a trial.”
"We are not interested in the disputes between you in the field of belief, but according to the rules of heaven, you must go back with us to face trial." One of the women spoke, her voice carrying a mysterious echo, as if coming from afar.
"The Twelve Pillars of God have long been corrupted!" Kong Su's tone contained anger. He said: "You have long known what Amit did, but you abandoned mankind and asked for faith in vain, but did not provide blessings. Just like you did thousands of years ago..."
"Staying away from humans is the mercy of the gods to all living beings." Another man said, his voice solemn and solemn, he said: "No matter what, you are still one of us, you should go back with us, and Amit Confronted face to face..."
They were still talking in ancient Egyptian, and Schiller was just sitting in the passenger seat of the car, watching it all through the windshield.
On a rainy night that was darker than night, everyone standing in front of the car had a mysterious light in their eyes. It was like the beginning of a classic horror movie.
But this weird atmosphere didn't last long. A golden meteor streaked across the sky. With the sound of jets, Iron Man landed on top of the vehicle. He didn't know what the people here were doing, but he saw the people sitting in the car. of Schiller.
The Avengers arrived soon after, and soon after, another convoy drove over from the other end of the road.
Steve, who had just walked forward to investigate, narrowed his eyes, because when he turned off the high beam on the opposite side, he saw an old acquaintance sitting in the car - Baron Zemo, the leader of Hydra.
At this time, Stark, who came to the side of the car, simply opened the door of the cab, then sat in, turned his head to Schiller and asked: "What are you doing here? What's going on now?"
He saw Schiller push the door and walk out. Under the gaze of Captain America, Baron Zemo came towards Schiller. The two shook hands in front of the car. Baron Zemo said:
"Welcome back, doctor, long live Hydra."
Steve's eyes shrank suddenly, Iron Man rushed out of the door, and the faces of the Avengers behind him showed unbelievable expressions, but at this moment, something even more shocking happened to them -
Schiller, who had just shaken hands with Baron Zemo, instantly raised his umbrella and swung it, "bang" knocked Baron Zemo to the ground, stepped on his chest with one foot, and pierced his throat with a knife.
Instantly, the umbrella opened, and the blood that burst out dyed the uniforms of Iron Man and Captain America red, flowing down their bodies and dripping into the puddles on the ground.
The dark red surface of the puddle reflected Schiller's jaw, his mouth opened, and the strange sound was lost in the sound of rain.
"Yesterday, they were divided into two..."
"Today, they are united as one."