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

"How did the agents of 'Bright' become like this?" Cyril asked.

After being comforted by Clark, Chief Sirel seemed to return rationally. He threw out the inducement that caused him to lose control and explained the reason to the Avengers who came to support him, and came to the place where the Famine Knight was alone.

Looking at the subordinates loyally guarding Famine, his eyelids twitched, and he turned to look at the Wen family brothers.

Sam shrugged and replied, "They should be possessed by demons from hell."

Charles' voice came from the hands-free cell phone: "So hell, heaven and God actually exist?"

Tony, who just joined Wired, was also very shocked: "I thought 60.00% of adults in the United States believed that angels really existed because their IQs were too low."

Cassidio looked at Cyril who was in charge here with some resentment.

"Okay, now is not the time to discuss this issue," Cyril, who had completely lost the ability to manage emotions, said bluntly, "Don't make trouble."

Tony snorted coldly in the communication channel, and asked back: "So do you have a battle plan? What should you do?"

In order not to be controlled by the Famine Knight's ability, they gathered in a conference room at the other end of the corridor.

After Charles manipulated Quicksilver to reopen the internal LAN, thanks to the help of the genius Tony Stark, he restored the monitor cut off by the demon-possessed "Bright" agent in just 3 minutes, allowing them to It is possible to observe the current situation of Famine Knight in real time from a distance.

Cyril stood under the huge projection screen, the light on the screen illuminated his face in a deep blue, and the timer beating once per second also hit the fair forehead of the elf, rendering the atmosphere tense.

In the upper right corner of the screen, there is a split screen that shows the erosion data of the earth's light barrier suffered by the power of the undead every minute.

These magical base stations jointly developed by Cyril and the supreme mage Strange spread all over the world, clearly telling everyone that within half an hour after the "Light" headquarters lost order, the concentration of undead forces surrounding the earth is rising rapidly.

Time is tight.

"Currently, it is certain that among us, only Casidio is the least affected by Famine Knight," Cyril looked around at the currently available manpower, and also had a bit of a headache. "Secondly, Quicksilver can also be eliminated under Charles' brain control." Influence."

Dean was still eating: "Then just let that silver whirlwind kid rush in and stab the famine knight to death?"

Fortunately, Quicksilver is now under the brain control of Charles, so he can't hear this mentally retarded nickname, otherwise he might be so angry that he shaved Dean's head.

Sam on the side looked at his brother's delicious food, and couldn't help swallowing, "But there are still demons there. If Kuaiyin doesn't succeed the first time and is possessed by demons, what should we do?"

The angel Cassidio was holding a cup of milk tea, sucking the pearls in the cup, making piercing sounds.

If you ignore the current problems and just look at the people present and have a meeting while eating, the working atmosphere is really warm.

Cyril suddenly remembered something: "Sam, didn't you say that the strongest desire in everyone's heart is different? You also said that your brother's greatest desire is to eat... If people who are not affected by hunger, Can you go with Kuaiyin to help?"

Sam licked his dry lips, and blinked his warm green eyes like a puppy: "That's because we are not close enough, so the famine can only arouse the most urgent desire in our hearts. But if we Get close to him, surrounded by his energy 360 degrees without dead ends, even anorexic patients will start eating like crazy."

Dean chewed the food in his mouth, touched his swollen stomach in pain, and asked: "Aside from that brain-controlled kid, who is not hungry, please raise your hand. "

No one raised their hands.

Even Cyril, on the same floor as Famine, felt her stomach growling.

"So in the end, we can only count on Quicksilver," Cyril thought for a while, "Charles, if a person is possessed by a demon, can you still control him?"

The voice from the satellite phone was a bit distorted, but everyone could sense the helplessness in Charles' tone: "Tony, who just connected to the 'Bright' internal LAN, gave me the list of those agents who were possessed by demons. One of the agents is a mutant, but I don't feel his presence at all, let alone mind control him."

Cyril looked up at the time on the screen and made a quick decision.

"We can't wait any longer, we must hurry up and act."

Sam: "Do you have a plan?"

Cyril glanced at him and asked abruptly, "What would you do if I didn't have a plan?"

Dean replied quickly: "Just go up and do it, otherwise what else can we do? Just you intelligence agencies are too bureaucratic, and you only have meetings if you grind."

Cyril was annoyed.

But he tried his best to suppress himself, and explained his plan to everyone: "Let's go together. Me, Sam, Dean and Cassidio are responsible for stopping the agents possessed by demons, and Charles brain-controlled Quicksilver to solve the Famine Knight .Clark temporarily leaves the 'Bright' base, Tony, if the plan fails, please contact Dr. Strange and ask him and Clark to guard this place together. No one can be allowed to leave here, including me."

Back then, Cyril followed the advice of the Wen brothers and activated the highest-level defense system to separate this place from the outside world, preventing the famine from having a greater impact on the outside world and causing large-scale chaos.

According to Sam's introduction to the demons, after they possess a human being, they can fully obtain the memory of this human being.If the plan fails, they will completely lose control of the interior of "Light", not only Cyril, several high-level agents and technicians, in the case of demon possession, are capable of disarming "Light" the highest level of alert.

At this time, Clark can prevent ordinary "bright" technicians and elite agents with both combat capabilities and anti-reconnaissance capabilities from escaping, and the genius supreme mage Strange can stop Cyril himself and the angel.

The premise is that both of them can maintain their sanity.

From this point of view, this backup plan is not particularly perfect.

"Tony, Charles," Cyril continued after thinking about it, "I believe you two, please go to my contact person in Congress, go to the Ministry of Defense to work, and make sure to lift the restrictions on Charles' use of brain wave amplifiers. "

Charles obviously hesitated: "I'm afraid the military will not allow me to loosen my handcuffs."

Cyril: "It's too late, a famine just happened like this, and I don't know when the war, plague, and death will appear later. Your ability is too precious. If you can stop ordinary humans from causing chaos, it will be of the greatest use. .”

"No problem, leave it to me," Tony snapped his fingers, and had already made his smart butler dial a call to Strange, "Wonder Woman is in contact with the military on behalf of Paradise Island, and she also has some influence , if the Justice League also supports us, it should be possible to temporarily unblock Charles."

Cyril, who had done all the preparations, took a deep breath.

"lets go."

Cassidio, who was still sipping milk tea, passed through the wall and first appeared in the corridor.

Followed by Dean, who was still eating beef burgers, and Sam, who passed by the cafeteria with a glass of energy drink, was also chugging.

Even Cyril couldn't help but took out a piece of magic sweet bread from his backpack to relieve the howling hunger in his stomach.

The feeling of hunger can really drive a person crazy.

A group of heroes with constant snacks in their mouths embarked on the road to save the world.

Since he was familiar with the internal environment, Cyril directly used the password to open the door of the virtual war room, and walked in with a group of people.

As soon as the footsteps were stepped in, everyone's hearts fell violently, as if they were hit hard with a hammer.

They stopped and looked at each other, seeing hunger in each other's red eyes.

The Famine Knight, surrounded by hundreds of demons, grinned palely and let out a mocking laugh.

He was wearing a black suit, sitting on a wheelchair with his head tilted, his body was thin and rickety, his wrists and ankles were so thin that they could be broken with one hand, his hair was sparse, his dry scalp was covered with age spots, and his nostrils were stuck In the trachea, even the laughter is weak, with a whoosh.

It is this old man who seems to be going to die in the next second, who has caused countless famines in the past, and has once again set his sights on human beings today when technology is advanced and no longer has to worry about food.

"You guys... are finally here." Hunger said softly in a breathy voice, his cloudy eyeballs rolled, and he sucked a few breaths out of the oxygen cylinder connected to the wheelchair, "After so many years, the earth finally There are some interesting people coming up."

Seen by Famine's gaze, Cyril suddenly felt sick.

He hated this slimy, slug-like thing more than Hannibal, who was like a bloodthirsty beast.

At least the beast was good at cooking, drinking tea and playing the piano.

Although the elves didn't need to eat, Cyril really felt the pain of hunger—dizziness, weak legs, and cold sweat all over his body.

The elf closed his eyes, squatted down, touched the ground with his fingers, and the ice seal was activated.

A bone-chilling chill emerged from his slender fingertips, the air was instantly liquefied, and water dripped down.The dark blue ice spread outwards, instantly freezing the enemies standing in front of Cyril into several popsicles.

At the same time, others have also started to act.

Cassidio pulled out the angel blade from the windbreaker pocket, hugged a demon in front of him, and the two wrestled to the ground.

Dean also threw away the beef hamburger in his hand, his cynical expression instantly subsided, and his mouth that seemed to never stop pursed into a cold straight line.Like Cassidio, he used the most primitive method to fight the devil.

Cyril, who was half squatting on the ground, his legs softened at this moment, and he couldn't help but knelt down on the ground.

He was so hungry that he exhausted all his willpower to barely keep the Frozen Art in operation, and he couldn't even expand the scope of the magic to the entire room - something that is usually easy to do. .

Just when Cyril was hesitating whether to let Kuaiyin enter the arena at this time, he suddenly smelled a bloody smell, which penetrated clearly into his nostrils.

The elf raised his eyelids and saw a pool of blood spreading across the ice amidst the phantoms spinning around.

He turned his head with difficulty, looking at the source of the blood.

Sam, the tall young man who had always looked gentle and rational, completely lost his mind. He rode on an agent possessed by a demon, and pressed his broad palm against the opponent's chest, pressing the demon firmly to the ground.

And his blood-smeared mouth was tightly attached to the opponent's neck, like a bloodthirsty vampire, taking the opponent's body temperature, sucking the devil's blood hungrily, and swallowing it into the stomach one mouthful at a time.

"Dean!" Cyril lay on the ground, resting his elbows on his twitching stomach, "There's something wrong with your brother!"

Dean, who was rolling with the devil, also turned his head when he heard the shout.

After seeing what Sam was doing, Dean froze with cold hands and feet. After being punched hard by the devil, he spat out the blood in his mouth and shouted to Cyril: "You can't let him continue!" Drink the blood of the devil!"

Cyril was at a loss: "What the hell is going on! What kind of devil's blood?!"

Dean: "Sam is the physical container of Lucifer descending into the world!"