He Has Arrived!

Beside Heisenberg, Rumlow and Eliza were equally shocked by the alien Arida.

But after the shock, they quickly calmed down.

After all, with an alien like Heisenberg as precedent, what was this ugly, weak alien worth?

So they looked to Heisenberg in turn, waiting for his decision.

And then, they saw Heisenberg as he was now.

Heisenberg, lying in his chair like a salted fish.

"Hmm?"

Rumlow froze. How had the boss he had just acknowledged turned into this?

Could it be that Kryptonians weren't just afraid of Kryptonite, but also afraid of green?

If Heisenberg could hear Rumlow's thoughts, he would definitely nod in agreement.

These days, regardless of gender, who wasn't afraid of having an extra green light over their head?

"BOSS!"

Rumlow called softly to Heisenberg, and Heisenberg finally snapped out of his daze.

He looked helplessly at the alien before him and asked,

"Looking at you, a Skrull?

How long have you been on Earth?"

"I arrived on Earth two days ago. Nick Fury believed you were a threat, so he reached a temporary agreement with Talos, the temporary leader of us Skrull refugees."

"Oh!!!"

Heisenberg nodded and continued asking,

"Since he has an agreement with you, why are you seeking my protection?"

"I have to admit, sir, the one allied with us was Nick Fury as the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., but S.H.I.E.L.D. is gone!"

As she spoke, Arida continued describing S.H.I.E.L.D.'s current situation to everyone.

After hearing her out, Heisenberg nodded in understanding.

He looked at Rumlow and asked softly,

"You heard her. The situation is pretty much what I guessed. The war between S.H.I.E.L.D. and Hydra has officially begun."

"That's right, BOSS. This war may last for days. I think I should set off as soon as possible to complete our plan!"

With that, Rumlow decisively left with Eliza.

After they left, Heisenberg looked at Arida.

"Establishing diplomatic relations with your Skrulls isn't impossible, but let me make this clear first: I will never interfere in the war between S.H.I.E.L.D. and Hydra!"

With things said to this point, Arida helplessly dropped to one knee.

She knelt before Heisenberg without saying a word.

Looking at Arida, Heisenberg thought for a moment.

He truly did not know enough about the universe in the Marvel Universe, and Skrulls could indeed help him when it came to double agents.

The reason he refused to act was because he had just told Coulson that he would not help S.H.I.E.L.D. He absolutely could not go back on his word.

So, he would send a sufficiently powerful subordinate to get involved!

"Arida!"

Heisenberg suddenly said.

"I can save your people, but I need definite news of Nick Fury's death. Can you do that?"

The moment he finished speaking, Arida instantly understood what Heisenberg meant.

She nodded rapidly, affirming it in a rush.

"No problem. Nick Fury will die in full view of the public, and we will survive as well!"

"Good, but that is only the beginning. I need Nick Fury to appear before me—the real Nick Fury. Understand?"

"Yes. Without S.H.I.E.L.D.'s power, even if Nick Fury still has a few secret bases, he will no longer be enough to cooperate with the Skrull Empire. We will deliver him to you!"

"Very good!"

Heisenberg was immediately satisfied.

Since the alien was so obedient, Heisenberg naturally would not be stingy.

"Where are you Skrull refugees staying now?"

"We have temporarily established a small base on the moon."

"Heh, that desolate moon? Forget it.

Go back and tell Talos that as long as you serve me according to our agreement, I will give you an ecological planet worthy of the name.

You can choose the planet yourselves. Even if you choose Thanos's territory, I will help you take it and provide you with protection!"

"This...!!!"

Arida was instantly ecstatic, but before she could smile, she saw Heisenberg rise from his chair.

At that moment, the Biological Field around Heisenberg formed a colorless domain.

Wrapped inside that field, Arida suddenly collapsed as though struck by lightning.

She barely adjusted her posture so she could continue looking at Heisenberg.

Then Heisenberg, like a demon god in her eyes, spoke faintly.

"I possess the power Thanos possesses.

I possess the qualities Thanos possesses.

But there is always one difference between us: I will not treat traitors the way he does!"

At that, Heisenberg sneered.

"Hmph. Randomly wiping out half the life of a species is something that can be recovered from in just a few generations.

Compared to his meaningless order, I prefer to weed out the inferior and preserve the best.

Keep everything that satisfies me, and remove everything that displeases me.

Once those species cease to exist entirely, the universe will naturally have more room for population.

Don't you agree?"

"Yes!"

Trembling all over, Arida nodded. Then, under immense pressure, she climbed to her feet and prostrated herself before Heisenberg in submission.

Heisenberg withdrew his Biological Field and gave Arida a casual wave.

"Go to the Nightclub downstairs and find a woman named Jessica. Tell her it is my order and have her escort you to bring your people back!"

"Yes, sir!"

Arida finally recovered a trace of joy, but even so, she no longer dared face Heisenberg directly.

She scrambled to her feet, rushed to the hole she had blasted with her gun, and jumped back down into the Nightclub.

At last, Heisenberg was finally free for the night. After taking a couple of drinks, he wanted to return to his recliner and rest properly.

But only then did he realize that his favorite recliner was gone!

With a depressed sigh, he ultimately lay down in another recliner.

What if his favorite was gone? Cultivate a new favorite, of course.

A true professional heartbreaker!

Not long after he lay down, his subordinates hurried up to clean the place. First they cleared away the blood, then they began repairing the ceiling.

As he watched them work, Heisenberg kept thinking.

This group of Hydra agents was far more decisive than they had been in the movies.

What exactly was Alexander Pierce thinking?

As the former director of S.H.I.E.L.D. and the current head of Hydra's American branch,

Alexander Pierce was also paying particular attention to the purple-skinned man.

Heisenberg's appearance had not only sounded an alarm for S.H.I.E.L.D., it had also made Hydra deeply wary.

So...

When Pierce personally heard those agents in the video declare themselves to be Hydra...

Pierce's state of mind was no better than Nick Fury's.

Then John Garrett's declaration of war nearly backed him into a corner!

What was he supposed to do?

What should he choose?

Should he immediately raise the banner of revolt and launch a full-scale attack on S.H.I.E.L.D.?

Or should he stand with S.H.I.E.L.D. once again, suppress John Garrett first, and then wait for an opportunity?

No, no, no. That was not a choice. It was simply an outcome.

He no longer had the luxury of waiting for an opportunity!

John Garrett was one of his most important subordinates and had worked with him for over thirty years.

When Pierce had still been the former director of S.H.I.E.L.D., he had already taken John Garrett under his command and handed most of his elite mobile forces to him.

There was no retreat for him, because if he lost all of Garrett's forces, he would never again be able to launch a full-scale counterattack against S.H.I.E.L.D.!

So time was of the essence. He had to act!

"Dr. Zola!"

He immediately contacted Zola, who had already become an artificial intelligence.

"Lock down all S.H.I.E.L.D. networks, revoke every S.H.I.E.L.D. clearance level, especially all permissions related to Nick Fury, and announce to every Hydra member that war has arrived!"

The moment he finished speaking, Zola immediately hung up.

Then Pierce received a text message on his phone.

There was only one short line of words on it.

"Hail Hydra!"

After closing the message, Pierce made a second call.

"Sitwell!"

He said into the phone,

"Release that Beast. Use any means necessary. We need chaos more than S.H.I.E.L.D. does!"

"Yes, sir. But aside from the Beast, what about Tony Stark? He has already joined the fight, in Hell's Kitchen!"

"Kill them all, including Captain America, Hawkeye, Black Widow, and everyone taking orders from Nick Fury!"

Smash!

He hurled the phone in his hand to the floor.

Listening to the busy tone, Sitwell leaped out of his seat with a tense expression.

More than three hundred people throughout the office jumped up along with him!

They had all received the text announcing the start of the war, and they immediately began carrying out their orders.

"Hail Hydra!!!"

No one knew who shouted first, but the cry soon spread through the entire room, into the corridors, across the floors above and below, and finally throughout the whole Three-Winged Building.

The cries of "Hail Hydra" were deafening!

Why did Heisenberg like using an organization like Hydra as his subordinates?

Because of this unity and fanaticism.

Thrilling!

The gunfire grew fiercer and fiercer, continuous and unending. Countless S.H.I.E.L.D. agents in the Three-Winged Building died without even understanding what was happening.

As for the bald Sitwell, he led two action teams charging toward the place where the monster was resting.

In less than five minutes, they reached their destination. Facing the seemingly ordinary door before him, Sitwell was so nervous that sweat poured down his face.

"Once we open the door, use flashbangs for a feint, then lure him to the Command Center and lead him onto the streets!

After that, the remaining personnel will mobilize every airborne force we can use and launch a surprise attack on the White House!

The leader wants this country to fall into complete chaos. What could create more chaos than the total destruction of the highest building of the executive branch?"

After saying that, he waved his hand, and the action team immediately got to work.

Inside the room, Bruce Banner was still reading. He had no entertainment; being able to read quietly was already his greatest pursuit.

His room was like a cage. He could not see anything outside, nor could he hear even the slightest sound from beyond the door.

But there was no need to worry about him developing mental illness, because the room was exceptionally spacious. Its ceiling reflected a starry sky, while the windows adjusted images of beautiful spring, summer, autumn, and winter scenery according to Banner's heartbeat.

But the next second, the scenery vanished.

He looked around in confusion, thinking that the projection equipment in his room had malfunctioned.

But the next second, he heard the door opening.

The instant that door opened, Banner heard countless gunshots, and his heartbeat immediately accelerated.

Then more than a dozen grenade-like objects landed beside him.

And then...

The giant broke free!