I'm At American Comics: I Have A Magic Simulator

In the battle for survival of the race, Fury's responsibility lies with the sword bearer.

But he is not like a swordsman who maintained a strategic balance between the two great powers on the earth in the last century, but a ruthless executioner equipped to execute a counterattack plan to completely wipe out the invaders at all costs when the earth and mankind are destroyed.

In his case, there was no strategic deterrent.

Only when human civilization is on the verge of extinction, the gorgeous mercy that human civilization can unleash strikes the second

Almost everyone who is familiar with S.H.I.E.L.D only knows that Nick-Fury is a super agent, he participated in the Second World War when he was young, and later served as SHIELD Director, floating between darkness and light, he is the king of insidious and cunning agents.

But what no one knows is that Nick-Fury actually has another identity: Secret Guardian! He is a black agent.

There are many secrets in the brain of this black-clothed agent that even S.H.I.E.L.D has not recorded. Some of these secrets will lead to the destruction of the entire earth and human beings if they are made public.

Secret Asgardians are an ancient lineage, descended from a certain pharaoh of ancient Egypt.

Even the god Six Sixty is rumored to be descended from the ancient Egyptian pharaoh, who has been joined by luminaries like Leonardo da Vinci, Galileo and Isaac Newton over the centuries. According to this legend, what is now S.H.I.E.L.D is nothing more than a secret agency rebuilt after World War II.

But when Nick-Fury was performing a special mission, he stumbled upon the approval of an Egyptian pharaoh and handed him the ancient secrets of the earth.

There is only one secret Asgardian in each generation, and until the predecessor dies, no successor can be born, but even after death, Asgardians are tortured by these secrets, and until they are passed on to the successor, the soul will not come out of the torment Released, rest forever.

"Let's hope ....., I don't think it will be used."

Fury looked at the turbulent sea of ​​clouds outside the glass window and muttered to himself. "Or, once this plan is in place, things will never be the same again.

The Typhon project was an accident of his greed.

It would have been sealed forever in the mind of the mysterious Asgardian, but Fury decided at that moment to take it as a last resort and die together.

Southeastern England, in the middle of the Severn Valley.

It's that time of year when the riverbanks are littered with golden beauty and the cool autumn wind blows in.

Fifty elite agents sent by S.H.I.E.L.D, led by Natasha Romanoff and Barton, with a half-mad Dr. Eric, together form a research team and land on several Harrier fighter jets.

Their mission on this trip was to find the so-called "Valley of Seville".

Following instructions from the half-mad Dr Eric, they searched along the Severn, leaving no room for doubt.

During this time, with few rests, they worked late into the night, scouting out possible sites, until they reached the middle of the Severn, one of the few areas without cities, with dense forests, banks and marshes nearby .

"Come on, let's see."

Barton gave himself a shot, rubbed his cheek hard, and forced himself to pull himself together. "There is no time to rest, we must find this Severn Valley before the day after tomorrow.

After a short rest, everyone walked along the river bank to the woods.

And then...they got lost.

It was not yet the rainy season, but the soil in the woods had become damp and loose, and the air was filled with the smell of rotting leaves. As the team deepened, a faint mist suddenly rose around them.

Along the surrounding hills, the woods gradually extended to the lower part.

The trees next to them began to grow stronger and denser, and a forest of giant trees covered with black bark spread in the distance, looking like a prehistoric army, and at the end of their field of vision was the deepest part of the forest.

Dark, damp, creepy, dead and cold

A strange feeling invaded everyone, and even the elite agents couldn't help whimpering.

But Barton soon realized that something was wrong: In such a large forest that was almost in a pristine state, they didn't hear a single bird call or even ten animal calls! This made Barton feel very strange.

"Everyone stop!"

Barton deliberately lowered his voice, clenched his fists, and whispered to the team members: "There is a problem here, everyone stay vigilant!"

The well-trained elite agents immediately took up their weapons, took their positions, and monitored each direction.

"What did you find, Barton?" Natasha Romanoff asked quietly, stepping aside.

Barton ignored her, knelt down with a serious face, groped the wet ground with his hands, pulled out some ferns and herbs, then changed positions, and continued to repeat the above actions.

His strange behavior made Natasha Romanoff even more puzzled. "What the hell are you looking for?"

"Ant."

Barton cried and answered, hanging his head as he continued to turn the dirt.

"What are you looking for for ants?" Natasha Romanoff felt that this seemed a bit unbelievable. They didn't come here to survive in the wild, so how could they find ants.

"Haven't you found out yet?"

Barton stood up expressionlessly, patted the soil with his hands, looked around, and said in a deep voice: "It's too quiet here, not only the birds are chirping, but there are no traces of animals."

"Maybe..., that's how it's supposed to be here?" Natasha Romanoff never knew what this had to do with finding ants.

"Natasha Romanoff...in any forest, no matter how cruel, there will be ants and insects," said Barton, his eyes full of shocking meaning, "but there are no ants and insects here. . . . Do you find it weird?"

"morning"

Natasha Romanoff was overwhelmed, realizing what Barton was talking about.

There are about 600 kinds of ants and 300,000 kinds of insects known on the earth, and they are scattered in almost every corner of the earth, whether it is the harsh desert or the icy Antarctic..

But not in this forest, which already shows the seriousness of the problem.

"Perhaps . . . this is good news."

Natasha Romanoff thought for a moment, a gleam in her eye. "Maybe we're approaching the Severn Valley, a place that's not on the map."

"You're right, very likely."

Barton nodded in agreement with her statement, and said: "But anyway, from now on, we must beware of lizards that may appear at any time. Once we confirm that there are alien creatures in the lake, we should evacuate immediately and call the headquarters for fire cover."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly

Just as they mused that it might be the Severn Valley.

A sudden shrill cry pierced the dead silence of the forest, sending chills down everyone's spines.

Almost at the same time, Barton and Natasha Romanoff looked towards the source of the cries for help, and saw that half of the head and the whole body of an elite agent had been smashed, and was pulled by a huge amounts of ebony under huge amounts of force.

The ten fingers of the agent were holding on to nearby objects, trying to slow down the force of his being dragged, but unfortunately, the ground was too soft and wet to help him, and after unraveling a large piece of soil, Half of him was dragged behind a tree.

The agent's ten fingers gripped the bark tightly.

Ten bloody footprints were squeezed out by the force of the pull, their fingernails and flesh rolled up, their faces full of horrific expressions, and they shouted for help to their comrades in arms

"Help!!"

Barton let out a wild cry, and he drew his bow and shot ten arrows.

This arrow had huge amounts of momentum, penetrated the big tree and hit the unknown creature 4.5 behind the tree.

With a piercing, inhuman scream, it tore apart the agent's body, enraged by the attack, and disappeared into the woods with the lower body, disappearing from sight after a while.

Rolling his eyes in pain at the sight of the brutally torn agent, already dead.

His ten fingers pierced deeply into the tree, all his nails and flesh were bent, exposing the disgusting white bones, his facial muscles were even more twisted and disgusting, obviously he had experienced unimaginable pain when he was alive.

"AHHHHHHHH...HELP ME...HELP ME!!!"

"There's a monster inside! There's a monster outside! Fire! Fire! Fire!"

Suddenly, the dead forest suddenly became "vibrant".

The sound of bullets, screams, howls of monsters, cries for help...these sounds emerge in endlessly.

Under the cover of the mist, an unknown cruel monster, like a shark smelling blood, came out from behind the surrounding dense trees, tore the dozen or so agents to pieces at an alarming speed, and then dragged their bodies, Disappeared deep in the forest. .