"Very good! From now on, you should not make any agreements with S.H.I.E.L.D. and International Security Council, nor make any form of prophecy. Later, I will help you escape from this place."
As the last line of small words reappeared, the note suddenly burned in his hand without any warning.
At first, Lena was shocked and subconsciously wanted to throw it away.
But she soon discovered that these flames had no temperature and were simply burning and decomposing the paper.
In about a few seconds, the note that appeared out of thin air disappeared out of thin air, leaving not even a trace of dust or residue behind.
If it weren't for the faint burnt smell still lingering in the air, she would even think that she was under so much mental stress that she was hallucinating.
But in the blink of an eye, I thought again, this mysterious man was able to pass through layers of blockades and pass the message to himself using a certain location method. His strength and methods were very similar to the original "Project Insight" John Garrett.
No!
It should be said that they are exactly the same!
Except that the methods are more hidden and full of mysticism.
In Lena's inference, this guy who is most likely a member of Hydra should be lurking in the headquarters of International Security Council, and his position is quite high.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for ordinary bureaucrats to know any information about her.
Just when Lena was thinking about how to cooperate with the other party to escape from this secret prison, in the newly established magic department on the upper level, a black-haired girl who looked about twenty years old finally slowly opened her eyes and said to her companions waiting beside her, "It's done! I have sent the news to that woman. If she is as smart and capable as the rumors say, she should know exactly what to do."
"Very good! Well done!" Another young man in his twenties or fives had a satisfied expression on his face. "Remember! Although we have lost contact with our superiors, once we become Hydra, we will remain Hydra for life. I will lead you to take root at the top of human society again and disintegrate it bit by bit from the inside. And this time, we have mysterious magic."
"But... but Sura, Tony·Stark said that with our current level, we are not worthy of being called mages at all. We are just a group of apprentices with a certain foundation." Another young man reminded carefully.
The young man known as Sura shrugged his shoulders indifferently. "I know this better than all of you. But don't forget that Tony·Stark obtained the power of magic by cheating, which is different from those of us who have direct contact with the source of magic.. Although his abilities are more comprehensive, he is far less malleable than us. So don't be discouraged. As long as we continue on this path, sooner or later we will surpass him. What's more, we are now an independent organization recognized by International Security Council, and we can apply for budget to buy some potions, books, equipment, props and spell scrolls from that adult."
"Understood! I will find an opportunity to make a request to the representatives of Security Council. I believe that those idiots who know nothing about magic will not refuse. After all, Avengers, especially Tony· Stark's power has gone beyond control, and they must be eager to support a force to balance it," the girl who sent the note to Lena said seriously.
If S.H.I.E.L.D. after the reorganization is a stepmother, then they are biological sons through and through.
From the moment they became independent, everyone enjoyed extremely favorable treatment.
Especially when conducting magic research and experiments, no matter how much budget is applied for, it will be approved within three days.
International Security Council, which has always been extremely inefficient in its work, simply makes other departments sad when they hear it and shed tears when they see it.
You must know that Director S.H.I.E.L.D. Coulson wanted to apply for millions of dollars to comfort the injured or even dead agents and their families. The review alone took a full half a year, and only about half of it was finally awarded.
But what about these guys?
After their independence, their consumption in just six or seven months reached an astonishing three billion US dollars.
On average, the amount shared by each person is frighteningly high.
But even so, International Security Council still showed an unprecedented supportive attitude.
The reason is simple!
They couldn't completely believe Iron Man Tony·Stark.
In addition, Sorcerer Supreme Ancient One and Kamar-Taj have never been willing to contact the secular government, so they can only rely on these half-hearted young people, hoping that one day they can grow from seeds to towering trees.
At the very least, when there is an invasion from dimension Demon God, or some other magical crisis, International Security Council can know about it as soon as possible instead of being kept in the dark.
Looking at these young faces surrounding him, Sura was filled with inexplicable excitement.
Because he has a feeling that if it continues to develop at this rate, it won't be long before a brand new Hydra branch will be born.
Just when the young man wanted to say something to boost his morale, the boy with glasses who had been hiding in the corner and remained silent suddenly said, "Don't forget, this department not only includes us, but also those guys who are loyal to S.H.I.E.L.D. and Coulson."
"Your consciousness is..." Sura narrowed his eyes and tried.
"What I mean is that we cannot repeat the mistakes of Alexander Pierce. He did not completely clean up the dissident elements within S.H.I.E.L.D., which resulted in the death of Project Insight Failed. So I think since we are going to do it, why not create some accidents and get rid of these guys who are loyal to S.H.I.E.L.D.? In that case, all the new people recruited will automatically become Hydra."
The boy wearing glasses raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a chilling smile.
Obviously, for them, it is normal for some unexpected situations to occur during magic research and experiments.
But most of the time, because the total amount of magic power is controlled, it won't cause too serious consequences.
But if someone hides in the dark and secretly causes harm, or moves his hands and feet while the opponent is extracting energy, he can completely cause a murder.
"What a great idea! I think that's what we should do."
"Yes! Get rid of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s people from the entire department, so that we don't have to worry about being exposed all day long, even if we make small moves."
"I remember that a few of them seemed to want to conduct a large-scale magic experiment in a week. Why not take advantage of this opportunity to do it, and then directly blame them for the death without any evidence."
"Even if Tony·Stark comes in person, I'm afraid I won't find any problems."
All of a sudden, these young Hydras spoke enthusiastically and made suggestions.
Different from the older generation Hydra who are good at hiding and enduring, they are more energetic and energetic, and also extraordinarily courageous.
Soon, under the leadership of Sura, a conspiracy against the magic apprentice S.H.I.E.L.D. soon began to brew.
Poor representative International Security Council is completely unaware that the history of S.H.I.E.L.D. being penetrated and controlled by Hydra is reoccurring, and he is still arguing over the prophetic ability of Lena.
In contrast, the situation of another Inhumans Quake——Daisy·Johnson is much better.
Coulson not only gave her a long vacation, but also obtained an amnesty for her biological father, Carl·Johnson, without pursuing his previous actions against S.H.I.E.L.D..
After all, when Nick Fury was in power, he directly secretly took away someone's daughter and hid it, which was indeed quite problematic.
Ask yourself, if he were in such a situation, Coulson thinks that he would probably collapse directly, or even go completely crazy, and become a complete anti-human and anti-social terrorist.
Looking at the father and daughter sitting in the restaurant in the distance, chatting and laughing very harmoniously, the good old man had an expression of relief on his face, and asked without looking back, "Is there anything more touching in the world than the reunion of long-lost relatives?"
"If I were you, I wouldn't be happy too early. Don't forget, the psychiatrist's assessment of Daisy's father is that his mental state is extremely unstable and he is very easily irritated. I doubt whether he can play the role of a father well." Melinda poured cold water on his face expressionlessly.
"Don't worry, everything will be fine. Compared to Daisy's father, we still have bigger troubles to deal with." Coulson said meaningfully.
"Yes! We still have bigger troubles to deal with. The first one to bear the brunt is you, and the soul weapon called Zanpakuto that you have been using." Melinda turned over Byakugan angrily.
You should know that just for the mission report this time, she wrote a dozen pages of A4 paper, which was simply more tiring than fighting the enemy.
Moreover, Coulson also conducted a comprehensive three-dimensional examination at the request of International Security Council, including physical and psychological tests.
Although the results showed that everything was normal, it was unsettling to think of his cold, cruel and bloodthirsty appearance during the battle.
"Don't worry, I have made an appointment with Allen. He will teach me how to control Zanpakuto and become its true master instead of being controlled by Zanpakuto." Coulson comforted casually.
"Oh? When?" Melinda's eyes flashed with interest.
Coulson smiled and shook his head, "Sorry, this matter needs to be kept confidential. I can't tell you the specific time and place. In addition, I will disappear for about three days recently, so I will trouble you with the affairs of the bureau. Remember, if you find traces of Hydra, don't take action in a hurry. Contact Maria Sil."
"I know. You go and come back early. I don't want to hear any bad news in the end."
After that, Melinda turned around and got into the car, started the engine and drove away.
Coulson stood there for another five or six minutes, then took out a magic scroll from his pocket and tore it into pieces without hesitation.
The next second...
A portal opened out of thin air and completely swallowed it up on the spot.
Before the ordinary people around them noticed anything strange, everything returned to its original state.
At the same time, in the underground space of Azerath Sky City, Coulson fell from a height of two to three meters out of thin air.
The dizziness and confusion caused by traveling through space made him lose his balance in an instant, and he came into direct contact with the ground.
Bang!
After a muffled sound, a sunken pit was dug into the ground.
Fortunately, this was a soft lawn, otherwise even if he didn't get knocked unconscious, he would probably have suffered a slight concussion.
Just when he was struggling to get up, he suddenly saw Allen standing less than one meter away from him, and asked with a half-smile, "Are you really determined to carry out this dangerous trial?"
"Of course! I have carried out countless dangerous missions, witnessed threats from outer space, and also witnessed the horrors of magic and dimension Demon God. You are right, if you want to protect something, you cannot do it without power."
After saying these words, Coulson shook off the dirt on his body and got up from the ground, his eyes full of seriousness and determination.
There is no doubt that he has some kind of awareness and understands what he is doing, rather than making an impulsive decision.
After realizing this, Allen nodded with satisfaction, then raised his hand without any warning and hit the opponent's abdomen with a palm.
Coulson flew out in response.
However, during the backward flight, he was surprised to find that his soul was separated from his body, and that his soul was floating directly in mid-air as if it had no weight.
"Now that you have awakened, let us learn the first lesson, which is to re-understand yourself, or in other words, re-understand your own soul."
Allen picked up Coulson's body and transported it to another safer place for safekeeping.
"Soul..."
Looking at his translucent spirit body, Coulson had a look of shock and fear on his face.
"That's right! Soul!"
Allen smiled and nodded.
"Perhaps in your perception, the soul is a carrier of thoughts and will, something abstract and incomprehensible to the world.
But in fact, these are all wrong.
The real soul should be closer to the self in the philosophical category and is the embodiment of human beings' understanding of themselves.
Generally speaking, people with stronger egos tend to have stronger souls.
For example, Tony·Stark, his soul is dozens of times that of ordinary people.
The standard for measuring this strength is called Reiatsu, which is the pressure generated by the soul.
Reiatsu is a type of energy that can be shaped into entities and various forms.
Death is a special group that uses Reiatsu to fight.
They abandon their bodies and walk in the world as pure souls.
The first thing you need to learn is to perceive your own Reiatsu and fully stimulate it.
Of course, in order to improve efficiency and save time as much as possible, I plan to skip the theoretical part directly.
Next, you will slowly understand it during the battle..."
As the last word blurted out, Allen raised his hand and used the power of Soul-Soul Fruit to create two relatively low-level voids directly out of thin air.
Coulson Seeing this, his pupils suddenly dilated, and an inexplicable fear surged from the bottom of his heart.