" My God!"
Watching Sally, along with her clothes, instantly turn into sand.
Shay huddled in the corner of the sofa, so frightened he almost wet his pants.
"This is the price of faith in Hell..."
Richard murmured quietly from the side.
Are you familiar with the ancient sacrificial rituals associated with the HYDRA?
"I, I know..." Shay nodded quickly, "It's that 'Meet Hive'?"
"That's right! 'Go see the Hive '..." Richard nodded, then suddenly asked, "What are you going to see the Hive for?"
Shay was taken aback, then shook his head. "I don't know!"
Richard said meaningfully, " The Hive of HYDRA's faith is no good..."
Do you know what the final fate is for those who are sent to the Hive?
Shay shook his head again. "I don't know!"
He was a little scared...
In the short time they'd spent together, he'd come to realize that this boss was somewhat unreliable on a regular basis...
He really enjoys scaring people!
Richard noticed Shay's nervousness and silently squatted down beside him.
" Shay, do you know what the name ' Hive ' means?"
"Boss, boss..." Shay said fearfully, his face contorted with worry, "I've always been a coward..."
"Please, just say what you mean, don't try to scare me, okay?"
"Tsk, this is boring..." Richard stood up, looking bored.
It seems that Shay, that unruly brat, has completely submitted.
With him promoting this, the other Little Snakes ' fear and awe of him will likely deepen even further...
Richard stopped beating around the bush and said directly, "' The Hive's' ability is to project parasites that devour all life and can also help it parasitize other humans..."
"After parasitizing, he will gain all of the host's memories..."
"As far as I know, those who are sent to see him through a sacrificial ritual..."
"Either his body was possessed, or he gradually ate me up..."
"If he returns from Outland, what do you think HYDRA will face?"
"Monster!" Shay stammered. "Have those old fogies gone mad?!"
"They've actually worshipped this monster for thousands of years!"
Richard patted him on the shoulder and said, "Unlike the HYDRA conservatives, Shay..."
"You are the younger generation, and youth represents a limitless future..."
"You..."
Before Richard could finish spouting the inspirational quote, he suddenly froze.
He suddenly looked down at Shay, an expression of disbelief on his face.
"You little brat..."
Richard's hand, resting on Shay's shoulder, was instantly enveloped in a crimson Mana.
Drawn by his Mana, a faint energy fluctuation gradually emanated from Shay's body.
"I, I..." Shay ignored the pain still radiating from his body and sat up abruptly, looking down at his flushed skin.
"Boss, what's wrong with me?"
"You've got the basics down..." Richard looked at him strangely and explained, "If you go to Kamar-Taj for further studies, you'll quickly master some basic Magic."
Shay's eyes widened instantly, and he stammered, "Ka... Kamar-Taj? The place you mentioned, the place on Earth where you learn Magic?!"
Richard nodded. "That's right."
"So, that means I can become a Sorcerer too?!" Shay exclaimed excitedly.
Richard nodded again. "That's right."
"Then... can you take me to Kamar-Taj?" Shay looked at Richard expectantly.
Richard nodded again. "No problem."
"Thank you, boss!"
Shay turned over and knelt on the sofa, bowing respectfully to Richard.
"Thank you for giving me this opportunity!"
Richard scratched his face, looking somewhat conflicted, and said, "There's just one thing..."
Shay looked up, and asked nervously, "Wh-what?"
"Your ability to get started has something to do with me..." Richard said, making a grabbing motion towards Shay in the air.
The energy fluctuations within Shay's body instantly reached their peak, and a wisp of pale red Mana emanated from his body, swirling around him.
"You can see that now, can't you? You only crossed the threshold of sensing energy after absorbing a trace of the Mana I injected into your body..."
"Just like the Sorcerer of Kamar-Taj Vishanti worship Vishanti and borrow his power..."
"From now on, you will probably have no choice but to believe in me and borrow my power..."
After Richard finished speaking, a strange feeling suddenly arose in his heart.
Holy crap!
Is this what it feels like to be a god?!
Is that idiot Shay going to be my follower from now on???
"Boss!" Shay exclaimed excitedly, "To believe in you is the greatest Glory of my life, Shay Martinez!"
"You..." Richard felt an awkward urge to scratch his toes, but he had to maintain a calm facade. "I'll send you to Kamar-Taj later to systematically learn Magic."
"Yes, boss!" Shay slammed his head on the sofa.
Click!
I accidentally used too much force, and the force of the sofa rebounding made me twist my neck.
Richard:...
Shay:...
Richard sighed and rubbed his forehead, thinking to himself.
If this thing isn't good enough, just throw it away...
Shay's face was contorted with pain, and he dared not move.
"Boss, I twisted my neck!"
"Help! Help!"
New York, JFK International Airport.
Natasha Romanoff disguised herself as a sophisticated businesswoman wearing wire-rimmed glasses.
She pulled her small black suitcase and walked to the airport counter.
"Fly to Saint Petersburg."
As she spoke, she handed over her passport and visa.
The chubby male ticket seller opened his passport, compared it with Natasha's, and said with a friendly smile.
"No problem, Miss Yulia."
The chubby ticket seller quickly completed the formalities for her.
He pushed his passport, visa, and plane ticket over, offering a helpful reminder.
" Terminal 8 is currently..."
He glanced down at the time.
"It's 9:15, half an hour until takeoff. You can go grab a coffee and relax."
Natasha smiled and thanked her, "Thank you..."
After carefully putting away her passport, visa, and plane ticket, Natasha left with her suitcase.
The plump ticket seller, watching her slender figure recede into the distance, clutched his chest and murmured with a look of pure bliss, " My God, this feeling of satisfaction..."
"As blissful as a sweet romance..."
The Black female ticket seller standing nearby said with a dark expression, "No, you're just a lecher, Tony..."
" Shirley ..." the fat ticket seller said, his smile fading and hands on his hips, "Why is it that I never hear anything nice from you?"
Ah! Perhaps that's why you're over thirty and still haven't gotten married!
"Damn it! Tony!" The black female ticket seller snapped her pen in two.
Being unmarried in her thirties has always been a taboo subject for her...
Now Tony actually dares to reopen her wounds?!
Fight on, Shirley Mendez!
Let this fat gay guy know you're not someone to mess with!
The Black female ticket seller rolled up her sleeves and unleashed Great Spirit Divine Palm at the overweight ticket seller...
On the other side, Natasha pulled her suitcase toward the airport cafe.
Suddenly, the phone rang.
She opened her handbag, took out her agent's phone, and answered the call.
Nick Fury's voice came through. " Agent Romanoff, where are you now?"