At that moment, everyone looking at Nick Fury could not help thinking of one phrase: a sovereign's arrival.
Nick Fury, however, paid no attention to their gazes. His attention was entirely on Proxima Midnight.
This golden area was all an extension of his psychic power.
This so-called psychic power was the fusion of soul and mental power, so within this small space, Nick Fury truly was like a king, capable of controlling every living thing.
Proxima Midnight's mind had already been invaded.
Her expression had become peaceful, her eyes vacant. She had become Nick Fury's captive.
But Supergiant had stopped moving, seemingly quite wary of Nick Fury's methods.
In fact, she was extremely wary, but she had another reason for giving up her struggle.
A trace of mockery even appeared in the depths of her eyes.
But with his attention entirely on Proxima Midnight, Nick Fury did not notice what was happening over there.
He stared straight into Proxima Midnight's eyes and said, enunciating every word:
"Who are you?"
Proxima Midnight replied blankly, "We are the Black Order, in service to the great Thanos."
Nick Fury asked again, "Why do you want the Tesseract?"
Proxima Midnight said, "Because our master wants it."
Nick Fury frowned, then asked, "Then who is Thanos?"
This time, however, Proxima Midnight reacted differently.
"Thanos... Thanos is... he is the one and only ruler!"
Proxima Midnight practically roared those last few words.
And Nick Fury could feel her mental activity fluctuating wildly.
He immediately sensed trouble and pulled away from Proxima Midnight.
The next instant, a psychic pulse radiated outward from Proxima Midnight.
But this was not control, merely an imposing presence and intimidation. Everyone it swept over merely felt their minds grow heavy.
Then, specks of white light suddenly appeared on Proxima Midnight's body.
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