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

As a result of the discussion, Cyril volunteered and took Dr. Samson to leave with him, and went to other places in Cube Prison to find the core of the radiation source.

Originally, Steve wanted to follow them, but was stopped by Cyril.

"Too many people will be found out," said the elf.

As a scientific researcher with little combat effectiveness, Samson's role is limited to guiding the way and identifying which mutant monsters are agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. to prevent them from being accidentally injured by the Avengers.

And Cyril paddled wildly all the way, and only made a big blow just now, and all the monsters he saw were dead, so they couldn't go back to report the news.

Disappearing will not attract attention. One is familiar with the terrain and the other is powerful. It is indeed the best choice.

But soon, the Avengers discovered that this choice might not be so safe.

Four and 10 minutes after they left, the communication between the two was cut off.

Without Cyril's gentle chatter, Clint, who had a lot of words, was also focused on fighting. The communication channel was extremely silent, and it was easy for people to have bad thoughts.

But at this time, the Avengers have also been surrounded by layers of monsters.

"Jarvis," Iron Man floated in the air, nimbly maneuvering among various monsters, not forgetting to pay attention to the situation of his teammates, "Can you confirm the cause of the communication interruption?"

"Please wait a moment, Sir, the investigation is underway." Jarvis' tone was still gentle and elegant.

Steve on the side was concentrating on the current battle situation. After he escaped the UFO's sudden attack and found the right time to knock the opponent out with a punch, seeing that the black figure had disappeared, he shouted With an eagle eye: "It's almost done, ready to finish, everyone is in place."

Clint immediately whistled, and Saul followed suit.

The mutated eagle roared over, and the vigorous Captain America stepped on the giant eagle's back, taking advantage of the momentum to draw more than ten meters in the air.

At the same time, the son of Odin, wearing a red cloak, raised his hammer high, and the storm was brewing rapidly. The thick dark clouds were surrounded by crazily jumping electric ions, and gradually gathered into a ball. Hesitantly descended on the building of the cube prison.

The magic lightning split the green sky, and the lightning that was supposed to be led to the ground along the lightning rod ruthlessly hit the ground with Thor's Hammer as a conductor.

The big boss Shides, who was guarded by layers, together with the monsters around him, was caught off guard by the powerful electric current and fell to the ground convulsively.

Steve just jumped off the giant eagle's back and landed right next to Stacey.

He raised the short, big-headed villain with one hand, clasped the opponent's hand behind his back in a very old-fashioned way, and handcuffed him with titanium alloy handcuffs from S.H.I.E.L.D.

I don't know when she sneaked into the core area, and the Black Widow who searched secretly shook her head and announced to her teammates: "There is no gamma ray radiation energy core here."

In fact, everyone had expected this result, and it was not disappointing at this moment.

"Let's go," Steve said, holding the shield in one hand and Stace in the other, stepping over the monsters lying flat on the ground, "to find Cyril."

Although the monsters with rough skin, thick flesh and strong bodies were stunned by the shock, they came from the same source as the Hulk after all, and they didn't rush to the street so quickly.

At this time, the abomination, who was bigger than Hulk, had already supported the ground with his hands, stood up unsteadily, and staggered towards them, trying to take back his leader.

"Sir, the investigation is complete, and it has been confirmed that the communication equipment is not damaged, and the signal strength of the intranet communication has not changed."

Tony frowned puzzled, worry appeared in his big caramel-colored eyes: "That's why Cyril and Samson cut off the communication on their own initiative."

Clint touched the bald eagle's head, with a solemn expression: "Is nothing wrong with Cyril? He's just a mage. If the other party sends the Hulk to beat him, he won't be able to hold a single punch with his small body." ah."

Steve automatically ignored the irrationality in Agent Patton's words, and said calmly: "From the team-building tool that Cyril made with magic, he is still full of health and mana, so there shouldn't be any danger. Accidentally stumbled, we will know when we go and have a look."

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The situation is different from what the Avengers imagined.

Cyril was in no danger, let alone an accident.

If there were any surprises, Dr. Samson was the one who should have been.

After leaving the sight of the Avengers, Cyril seemed to be a different person, stopped talking, and just followed behind Samson with a smile.

The elf's footsteps were so light that he could hardly hear the sound, and Samson walked in front, always feeling as if he was followed by a ghost.

The two have been going around in circles in the cubic prison, and almost searched it all over, but they still couldn't find the so-called energy core.

"Is it because the energy core is not here at all?" Samson cautiously wondered, "The Avengers may have got it, we should contact them to confirm the situation."

Cyril pressed Samson's hand, her expression unchanged: "No need."

Samson felt the light force on his hand, but a drop of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

Cyril's attitude made him puzzled and made him feel tremendous pressure. He looked like a human being walking on the ice. When he looked down, there was an endless abyss under his feet, and the motionless shadow was unknown. A distant seamount or the open mouth of an approaching whale.

"what do you mean?"

Cyril sighed helplessly, her eyes were still gentle, as if she was looking at an ignorant child, she was a little annoyed at the child's cautiousness, but the background was still pampering and caring.

"You know where the power core is, don't you?" He took a step forward, closing in on Samson.

It was only then that Samson realized that Cyril looked very thin, but his height was about the same as him, and the pressure on people was even greater than that of a muscular man holding a weapon. Samson's Adam's apple rolled, and he couldn't help it. Taking a step back, his broad back hit the wall with a bang.He shook his head, his face full of confusion: "I don't know what you are talking about..."

Cyril pressed the switch of the protective suit, lifted the helmet, moved closer, picked up Samson's green hair, and curled his finger lightly, "For me, you don't need to act," he withdrew his pointed finger Put your finger under your nose and smell it, "It's such a stench, you can smell it hundreds of meters away. Did the person who encouraged you to do this send you to die without telling you who I am? His My heart is really dirty."

Samson finally turned pale with shock: "You, how do you know..."

Cyril: "Knowing that someone whispers in your ear when you dream back at midnight, knowing that wherever you go, you feel that there are countless pairs of bloodthirsty eyes watching closely behind you, or knowing that your heart has long been removed from hell. The outstretched hand erodes the pollution?"

Samson was hit by a few words and was finally overwhelmed. He covered his face with his hands: "I knew that things would be exposed! But I don't understand! I don't understand why I did such a thing, I just did that Now, it seems... It seems that the person who did that was not me, but a walking dead controlled by the devil."

Tears of remorse flowed from his fingers, "More than once I wanted to tell the truth, I wanted to tell S.H.I.E.L.D. how everything happened and how to fix it. I'm not afraid of going to jail or being ruined. But no matter what, I I just couldn’t say it, as if a ghost had tightly covered my mouth..."

Xi Ruier opened his closed fingers, wiped his tears meticulously, forced him to face his own face, and said with a smile: "There is a ghost covering your mouth."

Samson gritted his teeth.

He is not a coward.

On the contrary, Dr. Samson is knowledgeable, responsible, and has a strong sense of justice, being able to be in charge of the gamma ray research project at S.H.I.E.L.D.

What really tortured him was guilt, the sins he carried.

Now that someone knew the truth he couldn't tell, Samson breathed a sigh of relief while feeling terrified.

The next moment, his body softened and he half knelt on the ground.

Samson tried to get back up, but lost control of his body.

After spinning around for a while, he found that his perspective had completely changed.

He is like an outsider, suspended in mid-air, able to move, but unable to speak.

Samson saw his body half-kneeling on the ground strangely, stretched out his arm, held Cyril's right hand, and kissed the back of the other's hand lightly.

Then, he heard himself open his mouth and say, "It's been a long time, the firstborn son of the Goddess of Light."

Cyril felt at ease about this, "It seems that you are more adapted to this new world than me."

"After all, where the light does not shine, there is darkness. I look forward to meeting you next time, my dragon slayer."

Cyril withdrew her hand expressionlessly.

But Samson's body fell to the ground, and the person inside seemed to have left.

But Samson, who was floating in mid-air, found that even though the evil spirit that manipulated him had left, he still couldn't return to his body.

"Unfortunately, you are dead, Dr. Samson," Cyril knelt down, brushed Samson's eyelids with his palm, and gently closed those wide eyes, "Your soul has been killed by the undead." The power is completely polluted, and I will never accept you again. If we can still meet, it should be on the day when the Lost Legion invades."

Samson only had time to hear the words, "You're dead."

His soul seemed to be torn away by a hand suddenly, and he floated to a far away place.

Cyril took out the radiant energy core from his space backpack and resumed communication with the Avengers.

"I've already got the energy core," Cyril said regretfully after hearing Clint's simple cheers from the earphone, "Unfortunately, Dr. Samson died."

Not long after the search began, he got the energy core hidden in the toilet tank in a prison cell, and sent it directly to his backpack for storage.

It's just that Samson, who was being used as a gunman, never noticed it.

Cyril glanced back at Samson's body.