In the eyes of Coulson and others, Grant, who was walking in the front, seemed depressed because he knew the truth here.
But where they didn't see it, the muscles on Grant's lowered face seemed to be pulled by invisible forces, and a ferocious and ferocious expression disappeared in an instant.
The group of people moved forward in silence, but the rustling sound of the soles of their shoes rubbing against the gravel did not stop, just like Grant's restless heart.
Coulson and the others had been staring closely at Grant who was leading the way. They would not think that a senior agent's psychological quality would be so poor.
In order to avoid any accidents caused by Grant to them, they will not relax their vigilance against him.
In fact, Grant is indeed thinking. He is thinking about what he should do to qualify for the trial and gain strength.
Yes, he didn't want to escape. Since this is Li Ge's territory, there is no point in escaping as long as he can't leave here.
Although through Nick Fury's words, Grant guessed that Li Ge was torturing his spirit, and broke a string in his heart because of this.
But just as Coulson and the others thought, his strong psychological quality allowed him to regain his sanity in a short period of time and his IQ re-registered.
Since Li Ge uses this place as a place of trial, the power as a reward must also exist here.
In order to have the slim hope of leaving here, and to get rid of Nick Fury and the others, Grant needs strength.
However, during his time here, Grant did not find anything strange, nor did he experience any changes in himself.
He suddenly thought of what Nick Fury said - he is not qualified for the trial!
Thinking of this, the muscles on Grant's face twitched, and his face looked uncertain.
He glanced at the people following him out of the corner of his eyes, and deep jealousy rolled in his heart.
Why are they qualified to gain power?
Then he thought about his current status as a prisoner, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his heart. Perhaps the way to break the situation lay in his identity.
"What if... I become Li Ge's subordinate?"
Grant had the thought of becoming Li Ge's subordinate uncontrollably. He was not a die-hard member of Hydra. With a god-like existence like Li Ge, it was obvious that following him would have a better future.
As for the unhappiness between them, I believe that a powerful being like Li Ge will not always take it to heart.
"Oh? Then how are you going to convince me to accept you?"
Originally, Grant was still thinking about how to get close to Li Ge or Apocalypse through Nick Fury, and then tried to become his subordinates. Wouldn't this qualify him for power?
Unexpectedly, an ethereal voice sounded in his mind without any warning, making him tremble all over.
Grant paused and turned his head sharply to look behind him. Coulson and several others looked at him with wary expressions, as if they hadn't heard anything.
"What's your problem?"
Facing Nick Fury's probing gaze, Grant took a breath and thought crazily about how to answer.
Obviously, they didn't hear the voice that just appeared in their heads, so how should they explain the motive of suddenly turning their heads?
"Just tell them no, there's nothing to hide!"
Apocalypse's voice sounded again, this time it echoed in everyone's ears.
Grant felt a thin film being lifted in front of his eyes, and Apocalypse, who was sitting on the throne surrounded by nine dragons, suddenly appeared in mid-air behind Coulson.
"Apocalypse... What did you mean by what you just said?"
As soon as Apocalypse made a sound, several people discovered his presence. Nick Fury looked thoughtfully at Grant who looked surprised, and turned to Apocalypse with doubtful eyes.
"He just said in his heart that he wanted to become my subordinate. I am very curious, how will he convince me?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Grant in surprise.
"Bang!"
Grant stared closely at Apocalypse. Facing his playful look, he bent his legs without hesitation and knelt heavily on the hot ground covered with sand and gravel.
He didn't pay attention to the surprised looks of Coulson. They had a yellow and haggard face, and their eyes were bloodshot due to the huge emotional fluctuations. They were full of a dying man's desire for life-saving straw.
"I am willing to exchange everything for your mercy, my body, my Soul Stone, my will, my personality!"
"... I hereby request to be your slave!"
The hoarse voice came out of Grant's mouth, without a trace of hesitation, only a desperate determination.
Coulson The eyes of several people suddenly changed: shock, surprise, pity, solemnity, understanding...
What Grant did was really beyond their imagination, but once they were introduced to his situation, they couldn't help but understand his approach.
The exposed Hydra is destined to perish, S.H.I.E.L.D. has lost his position, and now he is trapped in Nine Heavens. Facing the god-like Li Ge, it can be said that Grant has no capital but himself.
"I would like to be your shadow, carry out your will, and hold the sword for you!"
This is Grant showing his role. After all, compared to Li Ge, an ordinary person who is like an ant is not qualified to be a slave if he has no value at all.
"Oh--?"
Now Apocalypse finally began to think about the benefits of taking over Grant. It was really outrageous that he didn't have any subordinates until now.
"Ta! Ta! Ta!"
Apocalypse's fingers kept tapping on the armrest of the throne, and the slight sound was like a devil from heaven, scratching at Grant's heart.
"... Okay, you will serve as the temple priest of First Heaven from now on. You will supervise those trials and complete the contract for those who succeed in the trials!"
Apocalypse's thoughts drifted past the existing gods and demons, and finally decided to accept Grant. His own Nine Heavens indeed needs some people to maintain it.
From now on, everyone who comes in can't have to personally explain and guide them, right?
As for Grant's identity as Hydra and the evil he did before?
Apocalypse said he doesn't care!
"Boom!"
Grant's pupils shrank and his heart skipped a beat. Apocalypse actually agreed to his request, and even the work was arranged.
Looking at the embarrassed Grant, Apocalypse pointed his finger, and a burst of golden light suddenly enveloped him, making his whole body levitate.
The wrinkled suit on his body was completely broken down into particles, and then mixed with some sand and gravel floating on the ground, and re-wrapped Grant's body in the blink of an eye.
A golden priest's robe was draped over Grant's body, with a fairy character tattooed on his chest with colorful silk threads, but otherwise there was no decoration.
Grant's face no longer looked yellow and haggard. It became healthy and shiny again, and it was also cleaned up.
After a while, Grant opened his eyes, and in his mind, he was gradually receiving a stream of information.
"King of Kings, Lord Almighty, Source of Power, Great God, your servant thanks you for your mercy!"