Unforeseen Events

"Gains come with losses. Their sacrifice is worth it, and the Council has already agreed to a full-scale war against the vampires."

Nick Fury walked over, speaking with an excited expression. After planning for so long, they were finally going to succeed, and the vampires would meet their end at his hands.

Iron Man was a bit dissatisfied with Nick Fury's approach. "Those people certainly didn't want to be sacrificed by you."

Nick Fury stated, "Facts will prove that I was right. Well, no time to waste. Coulson, order all squads into action and use the newly developed weapons to completely wipe out all vampires."

"Yes, Director."

Coulson immediately went to give the order. S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents, who had long been standing by, began their operation under the leadership of senior agents such as Melinda May, John Garrett, and Victoria Hand.

Several vampires were on a rampage when a grenade was thrown over. The next second, the grenade burst open, dazzling ultraviolet rays bloomed, and the vampires instantly turned to ash.

This was the ultraviolet grenade developed by Tony Stark, which could be called a superweapon against vampires. In addition, there were temperature detectors to spot vampires, armored vehicles retrofitted with ultraviolet lights, and more. This time, S.H.I.E.L.D. was armed to the teeth.

Tony asked impatiently, "When do I move in?"

"Your target is Deacon Frost. Don't make a move until he enters the altar. I want to wipe out him and the twelve pure-blood elders in one fell swoop. By then, the vampires will become a plate of loose sand."

Nick Fury said, gazing at the one-sided battle on the screen with triumph filling his eyes. Everything was within his control; he, Nick Fury, would protect humanity just as he always did.

Just as Nick Fury was feeling pleased, a phone call suddenly came in. "Director, it's bad. A large number of lizardmen have appeared in the city."

"What?"

Nick Fury was greatly startled, hurriedly having the technical department patch in the footage of the lizardmen.

In Times Square, citizens were happily shopping as usual. At that moment, a manhole cover was pushed aside, and immediately after, a raggedy person crawled out from the sewer.

"Where did this homeless person come from? So stinky."

Onlookers wore expressions of disgust, bypassing the person one after another. That person grinned and said, "I'm not a homeless person; I'm a rat person, a lower-class existence than a homeless person. But today, I'm here to help you."

With that, the lizardman fiercely smashed the green potion in his hand onto the ground. Accompanied by shattering glass, a large amount of green mist billowed out. Pedestrians who came into contact with the green mist collapsed in agony, their bodies gradually turning green and even sprouting scales.

Patrolling police officers were alarmed, hurriedly aiming their guns at the rat person and shouting, "Kneel down!"

The rat person let out a low roar as his body rapidly swelled and distorted. In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a green lizardman over two meters tall. Next, braving the police officer's bullets, he rushed in front of him and batted him away with a single palm. By the time the police officer landed, his body was already deformed.

The rat person laughed heartily and happily, smashing the potions into the crowd one after another. And this kind of situation was happening in dozens of places across New York City.

New York was beginning to descend into chaos.

"So many lizardmen? And they're causing trouble at a time like this?"

Nick Fury's complexion turned ugly to the extreme, completely devoid of his previous self-assurance of having everything under control.

"The people who came into contact with the potion are turning into lizardmen. We must stop them immediately, or the problem will only grow larger."

Iron Man shouted, "I need to rush over right away, Nick Fury. How many agents do you still have on hand? The small firepower of the police cannot stop the lizardmen; those lizardmen can even flip police cars over."

"I only have one reserve squad left on hand. Coulson, immediately notify the military and have them send personnel into New York. In addition, order headquarters to dispatch Quinjets for support."

Nick Fury spoke. Iron Man looked at Nick Fury in disappointment, activated his armor, and prepared to set off. The military would take at least an hour to enter the city; in such a long time, the lizardmen might have even given birth to children.

Seeing this, Nick Fury hurriedly shouted, "Tony, these lizardmen are probably just meant to distract us. Doctor Connors might have other schemes."

"I'll go to the scene first. If you discover his scheme, notify me immediately."

Iron Man nodded and flew off rapidly. Coulson asked Nick Fury, "What should we do now? Are we still executing the original plan?"

"We definitely have to execute it. We've prepared for so long; we can't fall at the final hurdle."

Nick Fury said, "Barton, you take Iron Man's place to deal with Deacon Frost."

Hawkeye Barton replied, "No problem."

"Damn lizardmen."

Nick Fury stared at the screen, cursing bitterly. "All squads, defeat the vampires at maximum speed and then go deal with the lizardmen. Coulson, take the intelligence team and dig up Doctor Connors for me."

Nick Fury's initial order had been to completely resolve the vampires within New York City, but it had now changed to defeating them first.

"Yes."

The various squads acknowledged the order one after another, but this time Deacon had summoned many vampires to New York. Even with S.H.I.E.L.D.'s superior equipment, it would be difficult to rout them all in a short period of time.

The agents' combat strength far surpassed that of the vampires, but there were simply too few of them.

News of the vampires and lizardmen spread onto the internet one after another, and major television stations also had helicopters broadcasting everywhere. New York citizens were alarmed and furious—what was going on with both vampires and lizardmen appearing? Was this a doomsday crisis?

At Rebirth Tower, Andrew looked at the television, clicking his tongue in wonder. "Not only vampires, but lizardmen too. It really is lively."

"Peace Knights, prepare to take the field and rescue people. For now, there's no need to pay attention to the vampires; focus mainly on rescuing those infected by the lizard potion."

Andrew instructed. Those people certainly wouldn't want to turn into monsters themselves, and the success rate of signing soul contracts was very high.

What was that? Did Andrew have the antidote? Of course he did. The pretty and clever Gwen had already formulated the antidote, and Trask had given it a makeover, turning it into another kind of potion guaranteed to leave no trace of suspicion.

Howard asked with some hesitation, "When we're rescuing people, can we kill the lizardmen along the way?"

Andrew knew what Howard meant and said, "If they make a move against you, you kill them. If they don't make a move against you, don't move against them either. We are pacifists."

Howard nodded. "Understood."

"Looks like we're working overtime tonight. Come to think of it, the matter of recruiting customer service must be put on the agenda as soon as possible. I can't keep doing everything myself every time."

Thinking of something, Andrew looked out the window. Out there, Black Widow Natasha was busy at work.

Andrew's eyes lit up. "Black Widow? If I remember correctly, there is a Black Widow Legion in this world."

"Why did the Director make me stay here and work overtime? Overtime, overtime. I'm an agent, not an office worker."

Natasha wore a depressed expression. For the past few months, she had been working overtime every single day. What made it even more annoying was that scoundrel Andrew Wang always used the pretext of training her to push Susan's work onto her, and then went out on dates with Susan.

If this kept on, Natasha might just accidentally go undercover all the way to becoming the president of Rebirth Group. Uh, should she just quit and change jobs?