This gorgeous female agent is the famous black widow, Natasha.
Originally, she was currently performing the rest of the mission, but was urgently suspended and called here. Not only she, but also another ace agent, Hawkeye, was also called over, and she was now hiding in the shadows. , Draw the bow and aim at the interior.
She still knows very little about what happened.
"Because what happened is more urgent, Natasha." Coulson pursed his lips and smiled helplessly. "Also, I need to correct it. He was only a Level 6 agent, but now it is different. ."
"Different...what do you mean?" Natasha raised her eyebrows, "Suddenly discovered that she has superpowers, or suddenly found something dangerous?"
This is not the first time that a similar situation has happened, but it has never been as urgent as this time.
"If you can, I hope it's just that simple."
Coleson shook his head and looked at the gloomy factory in front of him. There was no light at all. Even if he was surrounded by dozens of heavily armed special forces, there was no response.
Combat team members are searching for possible traps.
What they have to face is an experienced field agent. Perhaps the other party is nothing in S.H.I.E.L.D., but as long as one is not careful, it will still bring great danger to ordinary combat personnel.
Coleson retracted his gaze and began to explain in detail what happened. Hawkeye, hiding in the shadow, also listened through the communication channel.
"It happened three days ago. We found an ancient and dangerous object. It was a slate. You know, there are still many things we don’t know in this world. This slate is one of them. A very special feeling, hard to describe in words, and then—it was stolen."
It sounds simple. A certain agent stole an important item, perhaps for strength, or perhaps he was a spy for other organizations.
But Natasha also easily realized the point.
"What's wrong with that slate?" She asked directly.
"We originally thought this was just a general emergency. Until two hours ago, our experts finally deciphered the contents of the slate." Coleson took out a notebook from his pocket, turned it to the last page, and passed it. To Natasha.
Natasha took it, and read it on the communication channel connected to Hawkeye.
"Respect: The great and all-powerful existence that travels in countless worlds. I will offer my world, call you to come, and beg for your gifts to realize my humble but tough aspiration."
is a very simple sentence with obvious meaning.
Natasha raised her eyebrows, "It sounds like a declaration of a certain sect. This seems nothing special. Sometimes we will meet such lunatics and place everything on imaginary gods."
So far, she still hasn't seen any difference.
"But what if this is true?" Coleson said suddenly.
"What?" Natasha didn't react at once.
"I said, this is true, and what is written on this slate is true. There really is such a god, as long as he gets this slate and sacrifices to the world, he can summon him to fulfill his wish." Coulson Said.
His face didn't seem to be joking at all, and even his usual friendly smile was put away.
Natasha also became hesitant.
it is true?
If it is true, then it makes sense.
But how can this kind of thing be true? Is there really a god?
"I know you are skeptical. If it was before, I don't believe in gods, but not long ago, a legendary real Thor fell from the sky." Coulson paused, after all, he did not continue to sell the door. "We actually don't Evidence proves that the above statement is true, but the problem lies in the slate. Everyone who sees it can feel its unusualness. Unless you see it with your own eyes, it’s hard to describe in words. It seems that its existence itself is a proof of something. We didn't know what it was proving before, until we deciphered the above content, everything suddenly realized."
This passage is a bit unclear, making it difficult to understand.
Natasha also fell into confusion.
As long as I see it, I believe it is true? Is there really such a **** who can fulfill the wish of the summoner?
This is too weird.
"Could that be some kind of hypnosis? A hint?" Hawkeye said at this moment.
"I don't know." Coleson spread his hands. "But, Chief, and me, everyone who saw this slate in person believed it was true. Of course, it also includes the sixth-level agent, so you know Why are you here? That is to offer our world!"
Just say that, Natasha and Hawkeye did understand.
also knows why there was no information before.
This kind of information, unless someone like Coleson personally utters it in front of him, otherwise it will be suspicious, and it will be difficult to give a reasonable explanation.
I can't say that we are all hypnotized, I believe this is true, so you can go.
It's better to say that even people like Chief and Coleson will be hypnotized, and that will make it more dangerous. UU reading www.uukanshu.com
"Report!" A combat team member suddenly stood a few meters away, "A detailed investigation has been done and no traps have been found."
"No trap?"
Natasha and Coleson were taken aback at the same time.
"Action now!" Coleson took out her pistol from her waist, Natasha also took out a delicate pistol, and all the combat team broke in at the same time.
unexpected.
there are still no traps inside.
A man with a strong physique in plain clothes stood quietly in the middle, and their target, the slate, was also placed on the table.
Just looking at the slate for a moment, Natasha's body trembled slightly.
showed an incredible look.
She now understands what Coleson just said.
Because at this moment, she realized very clearly that all of this turned out to be true!
There is no reason.
Just seeing this stone slab, she truly believed that there was such an indescribable existence, and she didn't even know whether it was a **** or a demon.
Weird, this is so weird, Natasha even felt a cold sweat on her back.
She quickly checked her memory, and used the agent's unique method to check her consciousness.
There is no problem!
She is still her, her three views and her memory are no different, but she is suddenly convinced of the existence of the **** behind this stone slab.
Even if there is no evidence to prove it.