[Comprehensive British and American] After the mage traveled through the super British world

"forgive."

Batman stared directly at Cyril with his armor mask behind his eyes.

Xi Ruier knew it in his heart, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up: "You see, although you look unkind, you actually love your team very much."

According to Cyril's prompt, Batman placed his right hand on Cyril's palm, and felt a ray of warm golden light spread from the other's palm, flowing all over his body.

This gave him a very strange feeling, almost subconsciously out of thinking, Batman used the skills he had just learned on the elf standing in front of him.

The same golden light flashed on the elf, but a few words popped up in Batman's brain—invalid target.

He withdrew his hand, listening to Cyril's teasing, the tight arc of his mouth was slightly relaxed: "This is the most cost-effective, don't think too much."

Cyril raised her eyebrows slightly: "It's too abnormal for you to be a human being. Many elves I know have the same temper as you."

In addition to being stronger and more muscular, whether it is a proud personality or habitual deepness, even the habit of liking the dark is exactly the same as the night elf living in the Moonlight Forest.

Cyril: "What time is it?"

"Three forty-five in the morning."

The elf rubbed his brows and saw a white light in the distant sky, and it would be dawn in an hour or two, so he raised his hand and drew a portal leading to the Avengers Building in New York, "I hope the Avengers haven't seen it yet." Sleep, but I can't take care of this anymore," he said, waving his hand at Batman, then turned and walked into the portal, "Goodbye, big bat."

Batman watched him leave, and after a few seconds, he lowered his head, looked at his right hand, and drove away in the Batmobile.

After four and a half days, Cyril quietly appeared in the lobby of the Avengers Building again.

The Avengers who completed the mission to assault the Hydra branch last night were still awake. Clint sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, holding a few complicated gadgets and bowing left and right. He was obviously repairing his own alloy bow. And more than ten meters away, Tony was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the building, holding up his mobile phone, arguing with Nick Fury with a stinky face.

"Good evening!" Clint was not surprised when he saw Cyril appear, but with dark circles under his eyes, he waved happily to him, "You never know how much I miss you!"

Cyril took advantage of the situation and sat next to Clint, stroking the bald eagle resting with its eyes closed, and asked, "I heard that you have a Hydra sub-base today?"

There was an indescribable expression on Clint's face: "Don't mention it, I didn't see the tin can and quarreled with Nick Fury because of this, it's really a headache."

Cyril was curious: "What did Nick Fury do again?"

Clint shrugged his shoulders: "We rescued some mutants from Hydra's base, and some of them are criminals on the most wanted list of SHIELD. Professor X heard about it. I hope SHIELD can put The juvenile offenders in it were handed over to X Academy, and Nick Fury disagreed."

"It doesn't seem to have anything to do with the Avengers, does it?"

Clint raised his chin and glanced at Tony: "He has a good relationship with Professor X, and Wolverine and the captain are old comrades who have known each other since World War II. Even the black widow was once helped by Wolverine, so it's a bit ridiculous Unclear. Besides, those two kids didn’t do any murder or arson. They were just petty theft. Tin Can suspected that Nick Fury wanted to use those two mutant kids with the same purpose as Hydra. "

After hearing the gossip, Xi Ruier was satisfied: "It's too complicated."

Clint: "That's right. You went to the Metropolis on the news. How did you feel?"

Xi Ruier smiled: "Meet some new friends."

"Would you like to have supper with me?" Clint made an invitation that Cyril couldn't refuse.

The two then secretly took out the guacamole that Hulk had kept in the refrigerator, cut a few slices of bacon, and made two sandwiches.

"By the way, I have something for you." Cyril held the vodka from Tony's wine cabinet in his left hand, put down the half-eaten sandwich in his right hand, and took out a bow from his backpack. The queen has blessed you, you don’t need to carry bows and arrows, all you shoot are energy arrows, it’s best for you to use.”

Clint has long been used to Cyril always coming up with some magical things, but he was still pleasantly surprised: "Wow, thank you! Sometimes I wonder if you are Aladdin's magic lamp..."

Seeing that Clint eagerly took over the smooth bow with lavender magic light floating on its surface, Cyril felt a lot easier.

Although the Avengers are always noisy and get into fights every now and then, they eat together and live in the same building, so they have a very warm atmosphere between them, like family members.

This is something that Cyril has never experienced, so she likes it very much.

After finishing his supper, Clint shot everywhere with his magic bow, and Tony finally finished his long and smelly phone call, sitting next to Cyril with a stomach full of anger, and opened a bottle of wine.

"how is the situation?"

Tony raised his arm and took a few sips of wine for himself, with dissatisfaction on his face: "There is no result, Nick Fury still disagrees, I should have taken the two children directly back to the Avengers Building on the spot."

Xi Ruier touched the wine bottle with him, licked his lips, and said, "It seems that I came at the wrong time."

Tony: "What's wrong?"

Cyril's body relaxed, and she leaned back towards the sofa: "I have some bad news for you."

Tony touched his well-trimmed mustache, his face was full of tiredness: "Speak, I'm listening."

"It's about the Lost Legion. Yesterday they attacked the earth again, although I and the Justice League blocked it," Cyril turned his head, "They hide in the dark, like dark poisonous snakes, spying all the time Earth, I don't think we should just sit around and die."

Tony tugged at his tie, feeling a little helpless: "But the vast majority of people on Earth have never even seen a single undead, so how are we going to deal with an enemy that might not exist at all?"

Cyril felt that she was putting too much pressure on the already tired Tony, but in this situation, what other people can count on.

"I brought a blueprint. According to it, we can create an energy detector for the power of the dead, but the detection range of this detector is very small, so I need you and S.H.I.E.L.D."

Tony sneered: "Need us to monitor people all over the world? It seems that even aliens know the good things the US government has done."

Cyril: "Correct me, I'm not an alien, but you're right. Your ordinary human beings are incomparably stronger than the races living in my world...but human beings also have valuable advantages. Yours High technology, high organizational power and a perfect system that can penetrate into every corner of society, the power of these things is the foundation of human civilization on earth. So I need S.H.I.E.L.D. The human beings polluted by the power, and then send agents with detectors to investigate one by one. After confirming the infection, send them to me for treatment. Maybe the Justice League can also help. It would be even better if you and the captain can persuade the mutants to help gone."

After listening to Cyril's long list of suggestions, Tony was taken aback.

"what happened?"

Tony drank half a bottle of wine, "You have only been here for less than a month."

Cyril was a little puzzled: "Yeah, what's the problem?"

Tony tugged, but there was no smile in his eyes: "Sol has only come to Earth not long ago, look at what he is doing now, and then look at you. Think about it carefully, people like you are all against the so-called Lost Legion If they are so afraid, then they are indeed unprecedented villains."

Cyril smiled lightly: "I'm not spreading panic...but would the famous Iron Man be afraid too?"

"How is it possible?" Tony raised his head dismissively, looking at the chandelier above his head, his eyes were bloodshot, "I alone can protect world peace."

"You can't, and you don't need it," Cyril's tone was still gentle, but the words he said were a little tough, "Neither the mythical Thor nor the Kryptonian known as the Son of Tomorrow, perhaps sacrificed his life, I tried my best, but in the end I could only get the worst possible outcome.”

Tony tilted his head to look at him: "I didn't realize that you have a crow's mouth."

Clint, who was not far away, seemed to be tired from playing. He hugged his new bow and the original alloy bow and fell asleep on the dining table, with Hulk's remaining half bottle of guacamole next to him.

Cyril patted Tony on the shoulder, and said with relief: "I just told you what I was thinking. Maybe someone can save the world at a certain moment, but no one can be the eternal savior, so Don’t be too hard on yourself, just try your best.”

Mr. Stark, the billionaire, is not someone who can be easily comforted by others. His anxiety that occurs all the time has almost become a habit.And Xi Ruier didn't feel that his few words would have much effect. Like what he said, these were just his own thoughts, because he was also afraid and anxious.

It's just the same state of mind, two people staying together to do something is better than one.

Tony didn't speak any more, and looked away silently.

The two of them sat side by side on the sofa and drank a bottle of wine without incident. Cyril handed the soul stone she brought in her backpack to Tony and introduced how to use it.

"Where's the blueprint you mentioned? Show me," Tony blinked his dry eyes, "I'll study whether it can be mass-produced, maybe it can save trouble."

Cyril took out the blueprint and showed it to Tony: "It should be useless, because this blueprint requires engineering proficiency to reach 300 points before it can be made, and you can only learn first-level smelting from an engineering trainer... There is no Engineering trainer, you cannot learn."

Tony flipped over the drawing that he thought was nonsense, and finally gave up: "The structure on this is like a Jimmy Kimmel joke. Give me another one after you make the measuring instrument, and I will directly Reverse engineered with microelectronic nanotechnology."

Seeing that the sun was about to rise, Cyril stood up and patted Tony on the shoulder: "Go to sleep first, let's talk about it tomorrow morning, and call the captain by the way, and accompany me to meet the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. "

Tony: "I'm not sleepy, bring me some water from your magic spring."

Cyril turned around and left: "If you don't sleep, I'm going to sleep. I remember that the bed in the Avengers Building is very comfortable."

Tony: "..."

—

Although coaxing Tony to go back to the room to sleep, when Cyril was really lying on the soft bed that took up a lot of space, he didn't sleep.

Because his engineering proficiency is only a measly 100 points, which is more than half-baked, so the elf is going to take advantage of these few hours to increase his proficiency to [-] points.

After buying the materials and other blueprints needed to improve proficiency at the auction house, Cyril began to read the most boring repetitive articles.

Until the sky outside was completely lit up, a little light leaked in through the heavy curtains, and the stripes on the solid wood floor were clearly reflected.

Cyril finally finished her work.

The engineering proficiency has reached [-] points, and more than a dozen measuring instruments for the power of the undead have been made, and they are ready to be directly given to those who need it or who are curious about it.

"The hot water in the bathroom has been set," Tony's AI butler said softly, "According to your original habits, 37°."

The body temperature of elves is lower than that of humans, and the water at this temperature is already too hot for Cyril.

Cyril thanked Jarvis, walked into the bathroom, took off the equipment she had been wearing all the time, stayed quietly in the hot water for a while, then changed her clothes, and pushed open the bedroom door.

The Avengers stayed up all night, and they didn't get up early this morning. Only Dr. Banner, who was left to watch the house last night, was sitting at the dining table eating breakfast.

The doctor didn't talk much. After seeing Xi Ruier, he just said good morning, put the sandwich he hadn't eaten into a new plate, pushed it in front of Xi Ruier, and buried himself in the newspaper.

"I heard that Dr. Samson... is your friend."

Banner froze for a moment, then nodded: "We met because we were both studying gamma rays."

Cyril: "Sorry."

Banner smiled very gently: "Nick Fury found a magician in New York to look at his body, and I can verify your statement from the side. The magician said that his body/body was still alive, but his soul was murdered by evil spirits." Necromancy grab, so... it has nothing to do with you."

Banner's silence is different from Batman's. His silence is flexible, and he seems to be able to quietly endure countless sufferings.

Cyril enjoyed a rare moment of peace and ate the sandwich the doctor gave him.

After eating, Banner stuffed the dishes into the dishwasher without saying a word, and headed to his lab downstairs to start working.

Two hours later, at 08:30 in the morning, Captain America, who had tidied himself up, came out of the house.

Cyril told the captain again what he had said to Tony yesterday.

Another hour passed, but Tony Stark, who had slept for less than five hours, was wearing a dark purple coquettish suit, with sunglasses clipped on the bridge of his nose, yawning and appeared in front of Cyril, looking around imposingly After walking around, he said, "Let's go, go to the headquarters of Trident SHIELD to find that bald braised egg."

The three of them got on the Quin-jet fighter parked on the roof outside the Avengers Building, buckled up their seat belts and turned on the automatic flight system. After 10 minutes, they landed on the apron of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Cyril thought this conversation with Nick Fury would be difficult.

But to his surprise, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s body was extremely flexible and soft, and he seemed to have completely forgotten the annoying things he did to Cyril. Said that Cyril's suggestion can be considered, and even a sub-department can be set up in S.H.I.E.L.D. to take charge of this matter, but a plan is still needed to report to the government department on S.H.I.E.L.D.

After talking about the business, Nick Fury uncharacteristically said that he would introduce someone to Cyril.

"It's just that he is not here now. You can go to Greenwich Village in New York to find him. I will write you the specific address in a while." Nick Fury stood up, took out a watch from the drawer and handed it to Cyril, " Wear it, so that I can contact you in the future to communicate with you about the follow-up progress."

Cyril just wanted to take it, but was stopped by Tony. He took the watch in his hand and checked it several times. He took out a small tracking chip from it, crushed it with his fingers, and said with disgust: " You still want to do this kind of thing in front of me, you don't feel ashamed."

Nick Fury shrugged his shoulders easily: "Always give it a try."

Cyril didn't mind either. He took the watch from Tony, stuffed it directly into his backpack, and shook hands with Nick Fury: "It's a pleasant cooperation."

The middle-aged bald man in a black leather jacket also extended his hand: "It's a happy cooperation."

The three walked out of the office of the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. on the top floor, and were about to take the elevator down.

"Nick Fury is really getting old." Standing in the elevator, Tony complained to Cyril and the captain, "If it wasn't for the rumors that the military also intends to cooperate with Cyril, He wouldn't agree so readily."

Cyril was curious: "Military?"

Tony folded his arms and rolled his eyes: "Yeah, if the military was not in charge of contacting the Justice League, why did Nick Fury have to form the Avengers? Can't you just introduce us to join the Justice League? I hacked into the S.H.I.E.L.D. When I checked the system, I discovered that there is an encrypted folder inside which is specially used to store Superman's data."

As the son of Howard Stark, the founder of S.H.I.E.L.D., who has supplied arms to the U.S. military for many years, Tony naturally has his own source of information. Sometimes even if he doesn’t want to hear it, he will naturally know that some ordinary people can’t know it at all. s things.

And the contradictions and games between the military and the S.H.I.E.L.D., which is called a security agency but is actually an intelligence organization, are not a matter of a day or two.

"Tony," Steve was a little dissatisfied, "Although I don't like Nick Fury, your words are full of prejudice against him."

Tony: "Oh."

Cyril smiled: "Nick Fury is not popular, but as the leader of an intelligence agency, he is quite reassuring."

Tony: "Oh."

In just a few words, the elevator is almost here.

Cyril, who thought today's matter was successfully completed, suddenly heard a ding in her ear.

Then, unexpectedly, the building collapsed.

Cyril: "???"

[System: The assistance of the main task chain has been activated, please check it. 】

Mission description: In addition to humans, there are some small but powerful races living on the earth. Please get their help and fight against the lost army together!

Mission chain one: Help Magneto rescue two underage mutants from S.H.I.E.L.D.

mission rewards:

1. Randomly drop a piece of orange equipment

2. Increase all attributes of yourself by 20%

3. You can learn the skill "Purification of Undead Power Level 2"

Cyril's eyelids twitched.

The first two rewards are nice but to be expected.But for the Level 2 Undead Power Purification Technique, only looking at the attributes, Cyril made up his mind to get it.

The purification technique specifically aimed at the power of the undead does not distinguish between occupations, and it cannot be learned from any professional trainer. Instead, it is a skill book that has a very small chance of being dropped after killing some extremely powerful undead, and can be learned through the skill book.

The skill book of the purification technique is priceless, and it is a rare treasure. No one will choose to sell it, whether it is in the auction house or other places.

Cyril also got it by accident.

It was precisely because he possessed the undead purification technique that Heinciri tricked him into the capital and killed his tyrant father who had already been infected by the power of the undead.

Because after being purified by the purification technique, the undead who are killed again will not be refreshed and resurrected, but will disappear forever between the heaven and the earth.

The process of being infected by the power of the undead is actually gradual, with a progress bar.

Depending on the physique of each race or individual, the time it takes for the progress bar to reach 100% is different, and the level 2 purification technique is much stronger than the level 1 purification technique Cyril now knows, and can purify the infection level bar at 60% % below the individual, the cooling time is also reduced by one hour.

Although it is completely undead, that is, people whose own progress bar reaches 100% will inevitably become undead, but just such a seemingly stingy increase in data is not enough for Cyril. It can save many human lives.

only……

At S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, under the watchful eyes of Iron Man and Captain America, go and help Magneto rescue the two mutants.

Not to mention that it is very difficult, even if it succeeds, what should we do with the fragile cooperation he and Nick Fury have just established?

Cyril couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

—

The power supply of S.H.I.E.L.D. was cut off urgently, and the internal network was paralyzed. Many areas requiring high authority to enter opened their own independent backup power sources and entered a fully closed state to prevent secrets from being stolen.

Amidst the harsh sirens, the well-trained S.H.I.E.L.D. agents responded quickly and performed their duties.

The field workers spread out in groups according to their own confidentiality levels to protect the area they are responsible for, while the researchers put down their work and suspended various experimental instruments in operation. Under the protection of the field agents, Carrying all kinds of confidential documents with them, they entered the underground air-raid shelter one after another to avoid possible firefights outside.

Cyril, along with Tony and Steve, were trapped in the emergency braking elevator.

At the same time, the armor of Iron Man Mark VI in the Avengers Building in New York started the automatic navigation program, and was rushing to the Trident headquarters of SHIELD in Washington at full speed.

Steve was also not carrying his iconic shield, and the three of them exchanged glances.

"What's wrong?" Cyril asked.

Standing in the elevator more than ten meters away from the ground, Steve looked forward through the special transparent glass.

Not far away, there was a man wearing a metal helmet floating in the air, with fragments of fighter jets and twisted and deformed steel bars slowly floating around him.

"It's Magneto..." Tony pushed his pale yellow sunglasses, "He should be here for the mutants who are temporarily imprisoned in S.H.I.E.L.D.."

Steve clenched his fist and slammed it at the transparent steel glass on the elevator passage, making a loud bang bang several times.He shook his hands, looked at the glass without even a single crack, and shook his head slightly: "It's useless, we're trapped inside."

Cyril also reached out and touched the alloy elevator door, "I can flash out and open the door outside."

Steve, who knows SHIELD very well, said directly: "It's useless, look at the situation outside, SHIELD has entered a first-level red alert state, you don't have permission and password, even if you are outside, you can't open the door. Tony , how long will it take for your battle armor to arrive?"

Tony raised his hand and looked at his watch: "At least 15 minutes. Natasha and Clint are also coming, but they will not be faster than my armor. Sol just returned to Asgard the day before yesterday, and now he is also counting on Not on him."

In this situation, Cyril can't do anything, because his reputation in Washington is not enough, he can only open a one-way portal from Washington to New York.

"Can someone introduce Magneto?" Cyril asked curiously as he saw Magneto rubbing the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents on the ground hundreds of meters away.

Steve frowned: "He's a mutant. He's been active since the Cold War. According to the S.H.I.E.L.D. files, the danger level is S, and his ability is to manipulate metal and magnetic fields."

Cyril looked at Tony: "Then your armor?"

Tony raised his eyebrows: "I have a armor equipped with a magnetic field converter, which can be used to deal with Magneto."

Steve: "...I remember that your battle armor is just an experimental model that has just been completed, and the final safety inspection has not yet passed."

Tony was a little annoyed: "What do you know?"

Steve didn't give up, and slammed his fists against the glass again. A few short strands of dark golden hair hung down on his forehead. He sighed, "Banner told me."

Tony: "..."

"Or I'll go out first." Seeing this, Cyril habitually smoothed things over, "If his ability is only capable of manipulating magnetic fields and metals, then it shouldn't be difficult for me to deal with him."

Steve thought for a while: "This is also good, it can reduce losses."

Cyril really had no way to get Tony and Steve out, so he took advantage of the situation and proposed a method of splitting up, which would also help him secretly rescue the two mutants who were locked in S.H.I.E.L.D.

Although thinking about it carefully, doing so feels a little sorry for the two friends who were thrown here by him and still don't know anything about it.

"Are you all wearing the soul stone I brought?" Cyril was still a little worried before leaving, "I have a hunch that things will not be so simple this time."

Tony: "No."

Steve: "What's the Soul Stone?"

Cyril smiled helplessly, took out two soul stones from the backpack, and stuffed them into the hands of Tony and Steve, while nagging: "Maybe I'm too sensitive, but just now Aegis After the partial power outage, I vaguely felt a very powerful fluctuation of magical energy..."

Tony seemed to remember something, his face changed slightly, and he raised his forehead and said: "That may be the Soul Gem... It was brought back by S.H.I.E.L.D. from the Hydra Gotham branch yesterday. Absolutely a disaster."

Yep, SHIELD and the Avengers captured the Mind Stone that somehow fell into Hydra's hands from Loki after raiding the Hydra branch yesterday.

Tony quarreled with Nick Fury yesterday not only because of the two little mutants, but also because of the ownership of the Mind Stone.

And Cyril didn't vaguely feel the wave of magical energy until just now. It was also because Magneto destroyed the outer protection of S.H.I.E.L.D. In front of the elf mage with keen senses.

"So should I protect the Mind Stone first or deal with Magneto first?" Cyril, who had learned the lesson from last time, stopped the skill that was about to flash out, and turned to look at the two of them.

Steve was sensible: "Go to Nick Fury first, he is the person who knows the situation best, listen to his command temporarily, and then let him ask someone to let Tony and me out of the elevator."

"it is good."

Cyril didn't hesitate any longer, and directly handed in a flash skill, passed through the elevator door, and appeared in the corridor.

Half of the SHIELD headquarters building collapsed. As soon as Cyril came out, he found that the corridor under his feet had been cut off in half, and the bottom was empty. If he hadn't used the levitation technique in time, he would have fallen to his death by now.

He turned his head and looked at the situation outside. The fighter planes parked by S.H.I.E.L.D. on the tarmac were all turned into a pile of scrap iron before they could take off. The few still intact ones floated behind Magneto. Open fire on S.H.I.E.L.D. agents.

The corridor was empty, and most of the collapsed building could not see the original structure from the inside, and there was no one in sight. Where should Cyril find Nick Fury?

Just when the elf was puzzled in the man-made chaos, the watch he wore on his wrist 10 minutes ago suddenly rang.

Nick Fury: [Find me in the underground bomb shelter. ]

A light blue three-dimensional virtual projection screen instantly popped up on the watch screen, with a general road map of S.H.I.E.L.D. Although the terrain has completely changed in this situation, with the cleverness of elves and the convenient levitation and flashing techniques of mages, However, Cyril quickly found the nearest road and rushed there.

Just when Cyril crossed the ruins, passed through the collapsed walls and steel bars, avoided all kinds of security zones set up by S.H.I.E.L.D., and was about to reach the underground air-raid shelter, he saw Nick Fury figure.

Black leather jacket, black eye patch, black bald head, and a calm expression on his face.

"The captain and Tony are trapped in the emergency braking elevator, and they need permission to open the door," Cyril asked without talking nonsense, "Can you give me permission?"

The director of S.H.I.E.L.D., who had his back to Cyril, turned sideways and took out a rectangular ID card from his pocket, "Go and swipe it."

Xi Ruier took the ID card, and slowly slid his fingers across the smooth surface of the card. After a few seconds, he raised his head and asked, "Then where are you going now?"

Nick Fury pulled his blindfold and said in a serious tone: "Magneto is here for the two underage mutants, I want to make sure that the two mutants are under my control, you go to rescue Star G and Rogers."

"Let me go with you," Cyril stuffed the permission card into his backpack, "Captain, let me follow you all the time. Anyway, Tony's armor will be here soon, and the two of them will come out naturally."

Nick Fury frowned: "Rodgers is such a dead brain."

Cyril smiled, his slender eyes narrowed into crooked shapes, and he looked around: "Why is it only you, where are the other S.H.I.E.L.D. agents?"

Nick Fury twitched the corners of his mouth: "Too many people follow and it's easy to be discovered by Magneto."

"Then let's go," Cyril was uncharacteristically persistent, but still very polite, "Please show me the way."

The situation was urgent, so Nick Fury had to take a follower and hurried.

"I heard Tony talk about the Mind Stone, don't you need to go and see it? It seems to be more important than those two mutants." After walking for a while, Cyril asked abruptly.

Nico Fury seemed a little surprised that Tony told Cyril such a confidential matter, he was silent for a few seconds, and said: "For Magneto, mutants are more important. If you are worried about the Mind Stone, you can go to it yourself. have a look."

"Forget it," Cyril seemed to trust Nico Fury, "Since you said mutants are more important, I'll follow you."

The black chief who was walking in front still frowned.

Cyril followed Nick Fury and went straight first, then turned right, passed through the staff canteen of S.H.I.E.L.D., entered the relatively well-preserved training ground, and reached a small two to three hundred square meter hall from the corridor on the left. laboratory.

I don't know if it was because the place where the two mutants were held was too remote, or because Nick Fury had a poor sense of direction, anyway, the two of them still didn't reach their destination.

"You don't know the way after all," Cyril followed behind Nick Fury, the smile on his face became more gentle and amiable, and his slender fingers clasped Nico Fury's shoulders from behind, "still want to get rid of me?" Woolen cloth."

Nick Fury stopped immediately.

Under the cover of the long black windbreaker, at an angle that Cyril couldn't see, a sharp dagger slipped out of the black chief's right sleeve.

Just when he turned around abruptly and was about to make a move, a person standing behind Cyril made him stunned.

It was a black bald head wearing a long black trench coat and a black eye patch.

The two Nick Furies looked at each other.

Cyril pulled out the staff from the space in the backpack, and said in a light voice: "This is a bit too coincidental, isn't it?"

An unexpected magical ray centered on Cyril's body and spread rapidly.

The two Nick Fury, who were rushing towards each other in an unexpected situation, their legs suddenly softened, and the sky spun.

Two Nick Fury turned into sheep: "Baa baa?"

And at this moment, Cyril's watch jingled again.

[Nick Fury: Why haven't you arrived yet, what happened? ]

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