Bronze door through time and space

Chapter 793 Key Node
Coulson, with his ears buzzing and vision blurred, used all his strength to lift the debris off his body. He gasped for a long time before staggering out of the basement covered in dust and scratches, only to see a mess.

The members of the special operations team were not as lucky as him. Some fell in a pool of blood and vomited blood, some lay there groaning in pain, and some were completely unrecognizable. Coulson endured the pain and discomfort in his body and began to rescue them, but they were too badly injured. The strong impact caused internal bleeding, and the direct exposure to radiation caused their eyeballs and skin to be burned. Even if they survived, they would face endless pain.

Coulson could do nothing but give them painkillers that only had a comforting effect, which made him almost collapse.

Throwing away the needleless syringe in his hand, Coulson slumped on the street. There were ruins and corpses everywhere in front of him. The air was filled with pungent smoke and burnt smells, which was almost suffocating. But he still didn't understand how all this happened.

Coulson was already injured, over-exerted, and excited, so he felt dizzy and passed out. In a daze, he seemed to see someone who shouldn't be here.

"Fuck!" Nick Fury cursed after losing contact with Coulson.

Although the three tactical mushrooms were brought in and detonated by SHIELD agents, he, as the director, was unaware of the whole process. He only sent people to investigate after he realized something was wrong.

However, this time it was not Hydra's fault, although they also helped to cover it up, but the main reason was that Hawkeye directly skipped the order given by him as the director. This made Nick Fury angry and helpless, because Hawkeye was the biggest financial backer of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Another reason is that, as the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., which was jointly established by the five major organizations, Nick Fury's butt was so crooked that he sat directly in the arms of Eagle Sauce, so he was like a host who was spanked by the No. 1 guy on the list. Except twisting his butt shyly, what else could he do? Of course, he spoiled his sponsor.

The international metropolis that once shone with prosperity and dreams is now ruthlessly enveloped by the flames of war and plunged into unprecedented chaos and despair. Some of the skyscrapers that once towered into the sky have collapsed and turned into piles of ruins, while others have been twisted and deformed in the raging fire. The thick black smoke, like the tentacles of the devil, permeates the sky above the city, covering the sky and making the day as dark as night.

It was originally just an ordinary day, but the sudden arrival of the devil became the beginning of all nightmares.

As soon as the demon appeared, the terrified crowd began to flee in all directions. Screams, cries, and explosions intertwined together to form a horrifying doomsday melody.

Many people did not even bother to pack their belongings and only wanted to escape from this dangerous place. However, there were too many people who had the same idea.

Apart from the dignitaries who left by helicopter at the first opportunity, and those who were lucky enough to take the last flight or high-speed train, the vast majority of New Yorkers could only leave by car or on foot. However, New York's limited transportation is simply unable to support the travel of such a large number of citizens, especially after road rage and panic caused large-scale car accidents, making the already congested traffic even worse. Now walking is the only way left.

In the absence of any official guidance and rescue, the evacuation of tens of millions of people is a disaster movie in itself. In fact, up to now, at most 20% to 30% of the people have left the New York area, let alone half.

At this time, the streets were already in chaos. Cars collided with each other and caught fire, blocking the escape route. Some people were separated from their families in the panic. They shouted the names of their loved ones at the top of their lungs, but were drowned out by the noisy sound.

At this time, white-collar executives, gentlemen and ladies, beautiful women and handsome men, as long as they are not qualified to ride on the helicopter, can only follow the civilians whom they regard as inferior people.

Due to the lack of organization and discipline, as well as the pressure from demons and mold, conflicts and chaos frequently break out among the crowd.

Everyone is like a pufferfish, desperately raising their spikes to make people feel that they are not easy to mess with, and for this reason they are determined not to give in, and are even willing to use force. Naturally, this makes the situation worse.

Gunshots were heard from time to time on the street, and every time this happened, a small piece of open space would appear in the crowded crowd, revealing the unlucky guy lying in a pool of blood, and his belongings naturally changed owners. There was no way, who knew how many homeless people there were in New York, as well as civilians and criminals living in the slums, who didn't mind taking this opportunity to make some money from those rich guys.

Generally speaking, there was still some order at that time. At most, the number of robberies, murders and zero-dollar purchases increased several times. But when the mushroom cloud rose in New York, all order was gone.

Everyone was like crazy, venting their inner malice and desires without any scruples, and the casualties caused by the chaos were far greater than those caused by the demons, mold and mushrooms, and this was just the beginning.

The beast on the altar greedily absorbed these negative emotions. Matt's body, which served as the carrier, became more and more demonized. Now he was just like the small beast. This made Erica seem to have made up her mind.

But it was useless. No one cared what she was thinking now. When the mushroom cloud rose, the underground space was filled with a strange atmosphere.

Hydra and the Hand were still respectful when facing the beast, but all three parties knew what they were planning in their hearts, but they simply didn't say it out loud.

After feeling the threat from the tactical mushrooms, the beast was eager to absorb the negative emotions generated by tens of millions of people and use them to transform Hell's Kitchen into its own territory, so as to use it as an anchor to pull the main body in hell over.

The tactical mushrooms can destroy his power carrier, but they do not pose much threat to his main body, so the beast can only feel at ease if the main body is pulled over.

As for the loyalty of his subordinates, the beast does not care, because as long as it is the winner, its subordinates will be loyal. If it fails, it does not matter whether its subordinates are loyal or not, so it does not want to create trouble.

In addition, if it wants to gain a foothold on Earth, it certainly cannot rely solely on fighting and killing. As for transforming the entire Earth into its own territory, that is really overestimating it, so it must make long-term preparations.

The Hand and the Society are too deeply bound to the Beast, and even if they have second thoughts, it is difficult for them to resist and they can only show their loyalty.

As for Hydra, it will certainly not be willing to be the beast's lackey, but the situation is unclear now and it can only adapt to the situation.

It can be said that the three tactical mushrooms pushed the situation to a critical point.

But these had no effect on the Krieg Corps. They were replenishing ammunition, eating and recovering their strength in preparation for the next battle.

However, judging from the grenades they carried, they were full of anticipation for the upcoming battle.

At the same time, Kane also arrived with armored artillery.

(End of this chapter)