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

Chapter 545

Just as Coulson's direct team members were at a loss in the cemetery, overwhelmed by grief and confusion, the sound of a car engine approaching from afar broke the silence.

A convoy of cars slowly drove into the cemetery, their gleaming surfaces reflecting a cold, hard light in the sunlight. Once the cars came to a stop, a group of people dressed in black suits stepped out, their steps steady and their expressions solemn.

The person surrounded in the center of the crowd had an exceptionally outstanding presence.

He was tall and straight, with deep eyes, and exuded an aura of authority in every gesture. It was clear at a glance that he was no ordinary person and must hold a very high position in some organization.

The group walked straight toward Coulson's direct team members.

The person at the front bowed slightly as a greeting, and then said, "Excuse me, I'm sorry to bother you."

As he spoke, he pulled a document from his pocket, handed it over, and continued, "Now is not the time to wallow in grief."

The team members looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion.

Melinda frowned, took a step forward, and reached for the document. She lowered her head, her eyes quickly scanning the contents, and couldn't help but gasp softly: "The Awakened have declared independence?!"

The newcomer nodded, his expression very serious, and explained, "Previously, Coulson was in charge of negotiating with the leader of the Awakened."

The team members all understood this. Coulson had always been hands-on and dedicated to matters related to the Awakened, but now he was gone forever.

"Do you know the specifics of the situation?"

The man's gaze swept across everyone's faces before he asked a question.

Several people shook their heads, their faces showing helplessness.

The team members all knew that Coulson had gone to negotiate with the leader of the Awakened.

Unexpectedly, Coulson was killed on the very night of the negotiations.

Since then, they have no clue what happened during the negotiations.

Melinda bit her lip so hard it almost bled, her heart filled with resentment and anger.

She knew Coulson's abilities all too well. Unless he encountered a particularly formidable opponent or something unexpected happened, he would never have lost his life so easily.

"No matter what happens, we have to find out the truth and avenge Coulson!"

Skye's voice was choked with sobs.

Everyone nodded in agreement, their eyes revealing a resolute determination to achieve their goal.

Although no one knows what lies ahead and difficulties are inevitable, they are determined to uncover the secret of that night and let Coulson rest in peace, no matter how hard it may be.

Seeing their state, the man couldn't help but sigh, a hint of regret on his face: "Ah, what a pity, Coulson was a pretty good guy."

Judging from his appearance, he seemed to be quite familiar with Coulson.

A surge of resentment welled up within Skye, and she couldn't help but shout, "Who are you?"

The man paused slightly, then straightened his collar and said calmly, "My name is Henry, and I've worked with Coulson. I also feel sorry for Coulson, but the most urgent thing now is to solve the problem of the Awakened. I hope you can pull yourselves together as soon as possible and continue what Coulson didn't finish."

Melinda gripped the document tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force, a determined glint in her eyes: "We will, but we need to know more about the Awakened."

Henry nodded and said, "Okay, I'll tell you everything I know. Let's find a place to talk this over."

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After May and her group parted ways with Henry, Henry had only walked a short distance when strange changes began to occur in his body.

His skin slowly turned green, and the contours of his face became distorted. In the blink of an eye, his human appearance disappeared, and he became a green alien—it turned out to be a Skrull in disguise.

"Do you think they'll believe our story?"

A Skrull, a little uneasy, asked a question that seemed to be bothering him.

"I'm not lying, Wes Irwin is indeed the prime suspect."

The other Skrull answered decisively and crisply.

"He took all of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s secret documents, which contained our identity information down to the level of every Skrull. This is a huge problem for us."

"Do you think they can handle that wizard?" The Skrull who had spoken earlier curled his lip, his face full of disdain and doubt. "That Wes Elwin is not someone to be trifled with. He's quite capable and won't be easy to deal with."

"Then what better way do you have?" The Skrull, his tone firm, was getting impatient as he retorted, "We used to be completely under Nick Fury's thumb because he had that identification information. Now Wes has taken the documents, and we have to find a way to resolve this. Using S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Coulson team might be a good idea."

The Skrulls didn't start picking a fight with Wes for no reason. Nick Fury had always held their lives in his hands; the detailed information about their race hung over their heads like a sharp sword, forcing them to act with extreme caution and refrain from rash actions.

Now that Wes has absconded with these crucial documents, the Skrulls' situation has suddenly become even more dangerous.

They knew very well that if this information were leaked, it would be a huge problem.

Not only will their plan to disguise themselves on Earth fall through, but their entire race may face a major crisis.

Therefore, they came up with this desperate measure: taking advantage of Coulson's team's desire for revenge against Coulson, leading them to target Wes, hoping to use them to retrieve those crucial documents and eliminate this huge threat.

Whether Coulson's team can successfully deal with Wes and retrieve the documents as they wish is anyone's guess.

Is he telling the truth?

Skye looked at May with a puzzled expression.

Hopefully, this experienced and high-ranking senior colleague can give her a positive answer.

Mei frowned slightly, her eyes deep and calm. It was clear at a glance that she hadn't fully believed Henry's words. Having spent so much time in the complex environment of S.H.I.E.L.D., she knew all too well that behind every piece of information lay various purposes and truths, and she couldn't just listen and believe everything she heard.

(End of this chapter)