Lord of the Holy Light of Pirates

"You know, I am very lucky to have bought the 51st floor. Last night, there was only a layer of glass between the priest and me. I saw every move he made. I swear, those moves are easy to imitate, but they are powerful. I can never imitate it.”

The fat man said, the enthusiasm in his eyes undisguised.

Indeed, last night, when Roy appeared in the sky, he was covered in golden sunset. The gathering of golden light really attracted the attention of most people. Every move he made to release the Pearl of Apocalypse was even more noticed. Many people saw it.

And the phrase "Apo Kelie" has become the opening line of some Holy Light believers' religious activities. Think about it, when a group of Holy Light believers gather, tens of thousands of people shout "Apo Kelie" together.

My God, the picture is so beautiful, I can’t even imagine it.

After last night's battle, the world gave high recognition to this mysterious priest who suddenly appeared in the sky over New York. Everyone was grateful that such a powerful person existed.

In the dark room, all the curtains were drawn down, and no sunlight came in.

In this room, Pierce's wrinkled face was full of solemnity. He played the scene of Roy releasing the Pearl of Apocalypse yesterday over and over again.

Finally, he rubbed his temples, looked at the people sitting on the table in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "The schedule has changed, and the insight plan must be implemented in advance. If this continues, these people who pop up one after another will have a different understanding of the situation. Our plans make a big difference”

After Pierce finished speaking, he looked at the man sitting in front of him. He was wearing a black tactical mask. The only pair of eyes exposed were full of murderous intent. The most eye-catching thing about him was the cold-gleaming metal right hand. arm.

"But how to deal with Nick Fury? He is not easy to mess with now. Even this man may not be his opponent." Another bald man with glasses in the room watched the video as he kept waving a long knife and shuttled among the monsters. Said Nick Fury, who keeps killing people.

Pierce nodded, seeming to have a countermeasure.

"How is the analysis going on the potions left behind by humans in that alien world?"

The bald man glanced at the phone and replied: "It is initially believed that this is a medicine to strengthen the human body, but the auxiliary effect is not yet clear."

"That's enough." Pierce waved his hand, "Give it to Rumlow. This time, let him act with you."

Pierce paused, staring at the person in front of him, and continued: "Winter Soldier"

In the tall three-pronged building, Rogers walked quickly to Nick Fury sitting in front of his office with a slight anger on his face.

"You just tell lies, don't you?"

Just now, Rogers participated in the first mission after waking up. Although the hostage rescue was successful, the process was not satisfactory.

Each team member participating in the operation acted independently without any team spirit, and even concealed their tasks from each other. This resulted in the opponent's remaining party throwing a bomb, which almost killed them. This method of combat made Rogers is a bit on top. This doesn't look like a team.

So, as soon as the mission was over, Rogers came to Nick Fury's office and questioned him.

"I'm not lying, it's just that everyone's mission is different from yours." Nick Fury crossed his legs, not panicking at all.

"Don't you have any obligation to share this information with me?"

"I'm not obligated to do anything," Nick Fury said nonchalantly.

"The hostages may all die from this," Rogers said in a serious tone.

"So I sent the best group of soldiers ever to save their lives." Nick Fury raised his head, his one eye staring closely at Rogers.

"Soldiers need to trust each other, and so does the military, rather than just letting everyone shoot without any coordination."

"Listen, Captain, there is a shortage of people in the bureau right now. I have to assign you tasks that you don't want to do. Natasha goes back to deal with the affairs in Hell's Kitchen, and Melinda also goes back to receive psychological treatment."

Before Nick Fury could finish speaking, Rogers interrupted him. He tapped the table with his finger, looked at Nick Fury in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone under me is doing his own thing, how do you want me to lead the team to perform the mission?"

"That's called everyone performing their duties. No one leaks the secret, because everyone only knows part of it." Nick Fury glared back not to be outdone.

But Rogers just smiled softly and pointed at Nick Fury's chest: "Except for you, Nick." Then he took a step back, looked around the room, and continued: "It seems that the priest was wrong. This place is indeed has a problem"

Nick Fury's eyes darkened: "Have you seen him?"

Rogers nodded, but then he felt Nick Fury's strange gaze.

It seems to mean: You have actually met the priest, why are you still so low?

"So, what did he tell you?" Withdrawing his kind gaze, Nick Fury said with his hands behind his back.

Facing his question, Rogers did not speak, but looked directly at Nick Fury with a smile on his face.

The meaning is obvious, if you don't make any retreat, then you don't even want to know.

After a while, Nick Fury sighed as if he was admitting defeat, "Okay, I have to tell you sooner or later. Call the old magician Roy and come together."

Walking inside the SHIELD building with many employees, Roy looked a little confused. He didn't expect that Luo Dan would invite him over at this time.

After all, after the end of the New York War, there was peace for a long time.

Under the leadership of an employee, Roy quickly came to a room. Inside the room were Nick Fury and Rogers, who had been waiting for a long time. Both of them had very solemn eyes.

"Please hurry up if you can, I'm very dissatisfied with any situation.