The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel...

Chapter 194 Intelligence

But at the same time, he also felt a sense of unreality.

All of this happened so suddenly that he found it hard to accept.

He even wondered if it was all a dream, and that when he woke up, the vampires would still be ravaging the darkness of New York.

Wes immediately saw the confusion in Blade's heart.

However, he wasn't a psychologist and couldn't offer profound advice or guidance. After a moment's thought, he could only say, "Perhaps you could go to the Maldives; I've heard the sea there is quite beautiful."

Weiss spoke calmly and sincerely, hoping that his simple advice would inspire Blade.

After saying that, Wes turned around and said, "It was a pleasure working with you. I'll look for you again next time."

As he finished speaking, his figure gradually became ethereal, like a bubble.

The once clear outline began to blur, and the colors gradually faded.

Finally, he vanished into thin air like a bubble, disappearing without a trace.

"The Maldives, huh? Sounds good," Blade muttered to himself.

A thoughtful glint flashed in his eyes.

He stood on the rooftop, a gentle breeze caressing his face, bringing a touch of coolness.

His heart was filled with uncertainty about the future, but at the same time, there was also a glimmer of hope.

Perhaps, that place called the Maldives can really bring him some new insights and directions.

The Tri-Wing Building, that mysterious and majestic structure, exudes a unique aura under the sunlight.

The towering building resembles a silent giant.

When Nick Fury opened the door to his office, he was as calm and composed as ever.

However, when he saw Wes sitting in his chair and greeting him, his first thought was that his eyes were playing tricks on him.

In that instant, his mind went blank, as if time had stopped flowing.

He blinked, trying to clear his mind, but the scene before him remained unchanged.

The next second, Nick Fury's instinctive reaction made him quickly draw a gun and aim it at Wes.

His movements were swift and decisive, and his eyes were full of vigilance and wariness.

"Damn it! How did you get in here??" His voice was deep and stern.

As he questioned the building, alarms sounded throughout, their sharp blares shattering the silence.

The building was placed on high alert, with all exits blocked, resembling a fortified fortress.

The mechanisms inside the office were activated, emitting a slight mechanical sound.

Two cannon muzzles emerged from the ceiling and slowly aimed at Wes.

The cannon exuded a chilling aura, ready to unleash a deadly attack at any moment.

More and more agents quickly surrounded the area after hearing the alarm, armed with various weapons, their eyes filled with tension and vigilance.

"No matter how many people there are, it won't make a difference to me."

Wes's voice was calm and composed, as if he didn't care about the danger around him at all.

He leisurely took a sip of coffee, narrowed his eyes slightly, and revealed a satisfied expression.

"I must say, you really know how to enjoy yourself; this coffee is of excellent quality."

His tone was relaxed and casual.

The surrounding agents became even more nervous.

"I just don't know about the Skrulls..."

Wes drew out his words, a hint of mockery in his eyes.

He tilted his head slightly, looking at Nick Fury, as if waiting for his reaction.

Nick Fury's expression changed instantly upon hearing the name Skrull.

A flicker of panic crossed his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

"Everyone back off!!" he shouted, dismissing all the agents.

His voice was full of authority, making people dare not disobey him.

Although the agents were filled with doubts, they quickly carried out the order.

Soon, only Nick Fury and Wes remained on the entire top floor.

"Are you afraid your little secret will be exposed?" Wes teased.

His tone was relaxed and casual, as if he were talking about something trivial.

"If your men knew that you were harboring a group of shapeshifting aliens ready to replace them at any time, would they still be willing to risk their lives for you?"

Wes's words were like sharp arrows, piercing straight into Nick Fury's heart.

Nick Fury's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

His eyes were filled with anger and helplessness, and although he was a Black man, his face was even more somber at this moment.

He clenched his teeth, his heart filled with resentment towards Wes.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

He knew that if Weiss's words got out, it would cause him a lot of trouble.

His plans could be completely disrupted, and everything he has built could collapse in an instant.

"Don't worry," Wes patted Nick Fury on the shoulder, a gesture that seemed casual but carried an undeniable certainty.

"I keep my mouth shut." He slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

Nick Fury, however, did not lower his guard; he did not believe that Wes would keep his secret.

"You didn't come here just for this, did you?" Nick Fury's voice was deep and serious, his gaze fixed on Wes, trying to find a clue in his expression.

"Of course, I just need you to do me a small favor."

"What is it?"

Nick Fury was filled with helplessness. He was no match for Wes in strength, and someone had leverage over him, so he had no choice but to compromise.

How much do you know about vampires?

"You're the one who helped Blade!!"

Nick Fury immediately realized what was happening.

"Do you know how many calls I've received from Washington and Wall Street because of this?"

Nick Fury's tone carried a hint of complaint, and a look of exhaustion crossed his face.

"Why are these dogs panicking now that I killed their owner?"

Weiss's words were full of sarcasm.

"I heard you also reaped quite a bit of benefits, didn't you? In that case, you should thank me."

Nick Fury fell silent. Indeed, taking advantage of the destruction of the "Blood Nest," S.H.I.E.L.D. seized a lot of vampire assets and took the opportunity to bring down several officials who were targeting him personally.

At the same time, he also filled his own slush fund.

"S.H.I.E.L.D.'s intelligence system must have information about other vampires."

This is Wes's real purpose.

Vampires are very secretive, but they always have interactions with humans.

As an intelligence agency that oversees the entire world, it's impossible that they didn't receive any information.

Wes believed that Nick Fury must know some clues about vampires, and he needed those clues to continue his operation.

"Can I refuse?" Nick Fury frowned, a hint of reluctance in his eyes.

What do you think?

Since becoming director of S.H.I.E.L.D., he has always been in control and has never been so passive.

(End of this chapter)