Elsewhere, Nick Fury had approached almost every transcendent organization in the world and shared this intelligence with them.
At first, their leaders did not believe Nick Fury, but once he invoked that being's name, their doubts vanished.
There was no one in the world who dared to act under that being's name without permission.
After all, anyone with that kind of nerve had already entered the cycle of reincarnation.
But once they learned that everything Nick Fury said was true, they became terrified.
Even though they were all people capable of leading a transcendent organization, they could hardly avoid feeling afraid in the face of something like this.
After all, it was the weight of the entire world.
Some were even planning to flee Earth already.
They might have been powerful, but who the hell knew how strong the monsters would be after distortion?
What if every single one was at peak tier three? Billions of beings at tier three transcendence? Just thinking about it made their scalps prickle.
Or what if a few tier four beings appeared?
For a time, everyone was on edge.
Seeing their reactions, Nick Fury somewhat regretted telling them.
Only a handful of leaders could truly shoulder the weight of leadership. Most of the others had mental fortitude that failed to match their power.
But they already knew now, so Nick Fury could only stress one last time that they must not tell their subordinates before dismissing his projections.
Afterward, Nick Fury, seated in his chair, switched off Cerebro.
He removed the headset and leaned against the back of the chair with a frown, rubbing his temple with his right hand.
He had only used it for about half an hour this time, so the side effects were not particularly severe. His head still throbbed,