Orochimaru's Move

A senior agent finally couldn't hold back any longer, his voice hoarse but resolute. "Don't even think about it! S.H.I.E.L.D.. is here to protect the world—"

"Noisy!"

Before he could finish speaking, his body suddenly stiffened, as if he had been "deleted" by some invisible program.

In the next instant, his entire body turned into fine ashes, and before he could even scream, he was completely erased from the world's list of existences.

Ashes fell, landing silently on the metal floor of the bridge.

Everyone held their breath, a chill running through them.

Natasha's breath hitched slightly. She understood better than anyone that the person before her wouldn't kill out of emotion, but out of logic. Cold-blooded to the point of being inhuman.

She forced herself to remain calm, suppressing the fear in her heart, and asked in a low, composed voice, "What do you want us to do?"

Lin Ye raised his eyes, his gaze, illuminated by the blue light, like that of a cold deity, looking down upon a group of lower-dimensional beings. "It's simple. Continue your duties—monitor the world, gather intelligence, maintain superficial order. However—"

He reached out and gently shook hands.

Boom!

All monitoring terminals, communication channels, and access keys on the bridge flashed simultaneously.

Countless combination locks and core encrypted files were instantly "overwritten," and the original S.H.I.E.L.D.. logo disappeared, replaced by a pattern with purple lines and Tomoe.

It seems to be enveloping the entire world's internet.

Finally, someone spoke, their voice trembling and hoarse. "What if... we refuse?"

"Refuse? Those who refuse will only turn to dust."

As soon as he finished speaking, Orochimaru behind him raised his hand and pointed.

The two undercover agents in the corner were instantly covered in black runes. Their screams had barely begun when their bodies began to disintegrate at a visible speed—flesh, bones, and souls all crumbled into fine dust within seconds.

There was no bloodshed, only utter annihilation.

A wave of fear completely engulfed the bridge.

People finally understood that the young man before them was not an enemy, not an invader, but a conqueror who had fallen from a higher dimension.

Orochimaru slowly stepped forward, uttering a cold voice. "Heh heh heh... The value of your lives does not depend on your loyalty, but on whether you have any 'usefulness'. If you want to survive, the only way is to bow your heads."

His words were like cold snake scales, seeping into the very marrow of everyone.

"Now, you have only one choice—kneel down and acknowledge Lord Ye's rule. Otherwise, your existence will be erased like the air."

After a moment of silence, a mid-level agent finally buckled at the knees and knelt down, his voice trembling. "I... I surrender."

As the first cry rang out, a chain reaction of fear erupted. One by one, the agents knelt, hands on the ground, their voices mingling, filled with despair and surrender. "We're willing! We're willing!"

Lin Ye looked down at him coldly. The blue light reflected in his eyes, but he showed no emotion.

Under that silent gaze, everyone was like a slave nailed to the ground.

Natasha was the only one who didn't kneel. She stood straight, her breathing steady, but her heart was in turmoil. She knew that Lin Ye could have killed her in an instant, but he hadn't.

She looked up at Lin Ye, her voice low and deep. "Since you want us to be tools... then at least let us know where your path leads."

The air on the bridge seemed to freeze for a moment.

Lin Ye slowly turned his head to look at her, his gaze cold and distant, as if looking down at a worm that still had some intelligence.

"My path leads to the unification of the Nine Realms."

He spoke slowly, each word like a command etched into time and space.

"S.H.I.E.L.D.. will be my first cornerstone in Midgard."

The blue light faded, and the bridge returned to silence.

However, everyone knew in their hearts that S.H.I.E.L.D.. no longer belonged to Earth, no longer belonged to any human being.

Its banner has been completely rewritten by a mysterious conqueror.

From this day forward, it will become Lin Ye's tool, the first pillar on the path to the unification of the Nine Realms.

As night falls, New York continues to shimmer with neon lights.

On the bridge of the Helicarrier, Lin Ye stared silently at Earth, his eyes cold and indifferent, as if he were looking not at a vibrant planet, but at a piece of meat to be cut.

He didn't speak.

But Orochimaru slowly bowed, licked his lips, and revealed a sickly smile.

"Hehehe... I understand, sir."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly split into dozens of black shadows, tearing apart like a snake shedding its skin.

Each shadow coalesced in the air into a clone, looking exactly like him, with the same cold, sinister light flashing in their eyes.

At the same time, dozens of teleportation arrays lit up on the bridge, and a vortex-like spatial gate opened with a roar.

Orochimaru's clones filed in, like scattered venom, infiltrating every power center in the world.

Washington

Security was tight at midnight, with armed special forces patrolling and changing shifts almost every three minutes.

However, in the center of the Oval Office, the space suddenly collapsed.

The president looked up and placed his hand on the red button on the table.

Before he could even touch it, his eyes were swallowed by the cold blue light.

Orochimaru's clone stepped out of the portal, coldly gazing at the most powerful human in the world.

He extended his slender fingers and traced runes in the air. A blue mark instantly fell and embedded itself in the president's forehead.

The president's pupils contracted sharply, and he then froze.

His voice was stiff and rigid. "I... obey."

Several special agents stormed in, and as soon as they raised their guns, their necks were snapped by an invisible force, and they collapsed onto the carpet.

The room fell silent once more.

A cruel smile crept across Orochimaru's lips as he murmured:

"Hehehe... the first one."

The vortex swirled, and his figure vanished.

Within a few hours.

The presidential palace in Paris, Nagatacho in Tokyo, the Chancellor's residence in Berlin...

A series of vortexes unfolded at the core of global power, only to disappear moments later.

All that remained were numb, lifeless faces and bodies utterly devoid of soul.

With each step Orochimaru took, it was as if he were using a cold, ruthless brush to paint the same color onto the world map.

When he stepped back into the command room of the Helicarrier, the sky was already beginning to lighten.

The global power structure was completely rewritten overnight.

Orochimaru bent over, his sinister laugh tinged with a hint of manic satisfaction.

"Heh heh heh... All the leaders have fallen. Their countries, their armies, their will—they are now all your pawns."

Lin Ye sat motionless, his eyes cold, gazing silently at the blue planet outside the porthole.

The city continues to function, and the lights continue to twinkle.

"This world also has extraordinary powers."

"This is not enough..."

Lin Ye murmured.