"Hail Hydra."
The middle-aged man lowered his voice and said this classic slogan in an almost pilgrim-like tone.
Lucian looked him up and down, then looked at the city that was still smoking in the distance.
As expected of Hydra.
The combat effectiveness is not very good, but the penetration ability is really nothing to say. I just put the request into the head of the female publicist yesterday, and today she is at Mumbai, so they can send someone to come directly to her door.
Vought was moved to tears after seeing this efficiency.
Very good, Hydra, you successfully attracted the attention of Mr. Lu, and Mr. Lu decided to express his gratitude to you by the name of compilation.
The middle-aged man seemed a little nervous when he saw Lucian didn't respond, but he still continued speaking,
"Mr. Pivot, you did not leave any contact information. We have no choice but to disturb you in this way."
As he spoke, he took out a tablet-like device from his arms, held it in both hands, and handed it over respectfully.
"For your request last night, we used all intelligence channels and went through the non-stop global Facial Recognition, and indeed found several people who are highly similar to the faces you provided."
"This is the result of our global Facial Recognition last night. Because these people have used multiple identities, and some records are not even online, the verification took a while."
Lucian didn't come close, he just raised his hand.
The device escaped from the man's palm and flew directly into his hand.
The middle-aged man's eyelids twitched and he immediately lowered his head, pretending not to see anything.
Know the current affairs, don't ask too many questions, and don't look around.
Hydra's grassroots quality is indeed better than that of ordinary agents. It is somewhat of a waste to leave this group of people to people like Pierce.
Lucian Click to open the screen.
At the top is a middle-aged woman with a gentle face.
Ajak.
Information shows that she is settling in a farm in South Dakota and rarely leaves.
Below is Phastos.
This guy lives in Chicago, has married a man, has a stable family relationship, and his activity trajectory has been locked by Hydra.
Further down, there is a girl who looks like a teenager in London, Sprite,
And the person living with her is one of Lucian's most interested targets, Sersi.
"Very good."
Lucian turns off the device, "The remaining people continue to search."
The middle-aged man nodded quickly.
"We are already expanding the search scope, but there is too little identifying information on these targets, and some of them have not been publicly active for decades."
"That's your problem."
"Yes."
Lucian threw the device back.
The middle-aged man caught it in a hurry, almost losing his grip.
"Go back and tell your superiors."
Lucian looked at him and slowly raised the corners of his mouth, "I am very satisfied with this gift. I will come to thank you personally."
The middle-aged man opened his mouth.
In person?
This sentence doesn't sound like a promise, but more like a threat.
He did not dare to make any response on behalf of his superiors, so he could only lower his head and say, "I will convey your original words in full."
Lucian ignored him.
The majestic Mental Power spread instantly, sweeping across the conference site and nearby neighborhoods.
People who had seen the fighting, people who took videos, and people who were uploading information on the Internet were all targeted by him. Their memories were deleted, and the photos and videos on their phones, cameras, and computers were also wiped out by the person involved under Mind Control.
The reporter who was frantically contacting the media one second was looking at a blank photo album blankly the next.
"What am I doing here?"
"Is the press conference over?"
"Where did Mr. Kingo go?"
Chaos spread quickly, but no one remembered Lucian anymore.
The middle-aged man stood there, holding the device tightly in his palms, breathing softly.
He didn't know what happened, but he saw the crowd in the distance suddenly became chaotic. That kind of method was completely beyond the scope of his understanding, which made him even more glad that he didn't say the wrong thing.
Lucian glanced at him and did not delete his memory.
Leave a message.
The next moment, he grabbed Kingo's shoulders and rose into the sky.
Target, South Dakota.
It's easy to talk to others, but Ajak must be the first to win.
She is not only the nominal leader of Eternals, but also has a god communication light ball embedded in her body. Relying on that thing, she can build a cross-stellar spiritual link and directly report the situation on earth to Arishem the Judge.
Once you let her snitch, things will get into trouble.
Lucian is not afraid of ordinary Eternals.
But facing Celestials head-on at this stage is obviously not a smart choice. An existence of Arishem's level can crush the planet just because of its size.
Moreover, Ajak cannot die.
Once she dies, the communication light ball in her body will detach on its own and select the next Inheritors from the other Eternals. By then, you won't know where the new leader is hiding, which will make it even more difficult to deal with.
Lucian was halfway through flying when a key question suddenly occurred to him.
"Strange."
Such a big thing might even lead to existences of Celestials's level. The Ancient One actually didn't come out to warn him from the beginning to the end.
This is not like her "Earth Guardian" style.
The only explanation is that the Ancient One watched it with Time Stone and knew that his action would not attract Arishem's attention.
Doesn't that mean that my trip will be successful?
Very good.
Lucian is completely convinced.
It feels good to have the spoiler monster at your back. The Ancient One not showing up is sometimes more reassuring than her appearing in person.
At this moment, a series of system prompts sounded in his mind.
[Copy Progress: 100%.]
[Ability has been solidified.]
[LV6 Energy Blasts has been merged into Elemental Manipulation LV7.]
The moment the prompt appeared, a pure and majestic Cosmic Energy appeared out of thin air in Lucian's body.
But almost instantly, it was all swallowed up, refined, and fused by the more domineering Universal Energy in his body.
Lucian can clearly feel that the energy in his body has become a little purer.
"The tool man can get off work now."
Lucian looked down at the unconscious Kingo in his hands.
It's a bit wasteful to kill them, so why not reuse them?
Kingo is obviously the star of Bollywood, and his whereabouts are public. Other Eternals might come to him on their own initiative. It would be a pity to throw away such a ready-made bait.
Mental Power invaded Kingo's mind and deleted all memories of their contact and battle. After doing this, Lucian left a mark deep in his spirit.
As long as other Eternals is approaching, he will be able to detect it immediately.
After doing all this, he casually threw Kingo down from an altitude of 10,000 meters.
You can't fall to death anyway.
Lucian accelerates again.
South Dakota.
A secluded farmhouse far away from people.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the vast pasture, coating the stables and barns with a warm golden color.
Ajak has finished his day's work and is preparing to return to his cabin to rest.
But as soon as she walked out of the stable, she stopped dead in her tracks.
The surrounding... seems to have become too quiet.
The sound of insects, the rustle of wind blowing through the grass, the roar of livestock in the distance... all sounds seemed to disappear in this moment.
The whole world fell into a strange dead silence.
Ajak felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart.
She looked around warily.
The farm is still the same farm, and the sunset is still the same. Everything looks the same.
Maybe I'm too sensitive?
Ajak Just turned around, a cold feeling suddenly touched his neck.
"Who?"
She only had time to say one word.
Psychic Power penetrated into the brain instantly, all the scenes in front of him quickly turned black, and he completely lost consciousness.
Lucian appeared from behind her and reached out to support her limp body.
"Got you."