After Dilos arrived at S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, Hill led him into a special conference room.
Nick Fury and a brown-haired elderly man well past fifty had already been standing there, silently facing over a hundred noisy virtual screens.
Due to space constraints, everyone, including the President, had chosen to communicate through virtual video calls.
This made communication simpler and more convenient, and made matters easier to handle as well.
Quite a few people in the United States' upper ranks must have discussed what to do about Dilos. Some supported plotting against him, while others opposed it. That was precisely why, after such a major incident, the matter involving Dilos was quickly exposed. The highest-ranking officials in the United States, including the President, had been arguing over it without end.
This was simply too huge an incident.
Nearly one-fifth of the United States' upper ranks had vanished all at once. Never mind whether those people were dead—even if they had merely been kidnapped, Dilos's crime was serious enough to warrant execution or several hundred years in prison.
But the question was, did they have the ability to deal with Dilos?
Even if the officials present had not seen the footage of Dilos fighting the aliens, they had at least heard about it.
As such, they had also learned that Dilos had previously beaten Magneto into submission head-on.
A movement speed of twenty times the speed of sound; every gesture capable of violently altering the surrounding air and creating terrifying destructive force; an unbelievably formidable defense; on top of that, the results of his head-on defeat of Magneto and his killing of those two aliens.
In these people's eyes, Dilos was already equivalent to a God on Earth who could soar through the heavens and burrow into the earth.
But no matter how