Chapter 135 : Nick Fury Dead

 " Fine. Go to him. The web will allow it... now. Because my champion has learned the first lesson of Spider-Island: Even though he shoulders great responsibility, while he's here all of his great powers are meaningless." 

—Madame Web

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"You!" Seeing Franklin Hall preparing to activate his abilities, Jude wagged his finger at him and cautioned, "Hall, that's not a wise choice. I'll give you ten seconds to reconsider."

Franklin Hall clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and glanced at the two individuals before him before choosing to lower his head.

In the end, Little Spider and Ivy, accompanied by Titania, Absorber, Singularity, and Giant Woman, boarded a fighter plane to transport the clones away and set up defenses. They also had to ensure the safety of Gwen Stacy and Aunt May to prevent any further hostage threats.

Jude summoned his battle armor once more, while Cowboy No. 1 fired a laser into the eyes, piercing through the S.H.I.E.L.D. research room and startling Fitz and Simmons, who were working.

"Let's go, Dr. Hall. Don't you want to take down Nick Fury? Well, coincidentally, I'm interested in that too. Let's go together."

A white light gleamed in Franklin Hall's eyes as he ascended into the air, his right hand gesturing toward the isolated island prison below.

Rumble! The isolated island prison trembled and rose rapidly from the ocean depths under Franklin Hall's control. In a matter of moments, the hundred-meter-plus island was fully extracted, akin to pulling a nail from its socket.

Jude observed the scene impassively, manipulating the four fundamental forces with remarkable effect. Unfortunately, despite his potent abilities, his physical body remained that of an ordinary person, vulnerable to a single bullet.

"Ah..." Franklin Hall shouted, his hands clenching together as he compressed the massive island prison violently.

Before long, the colossal prison was condensed into a palm-sized black sphere in Franklin Hall's grasp.

"Let's go. I'll use this tiny ball to crush all our enemies."

A flash of light illuminated the sky as the two rushed toward New York.

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In New York, at S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters in the Tri-Wing Building, Nick Fury breathed a sigh of relief. However, his sense of security was short-lived as the phone rang.

"What's the matter? Fitz, I'm busy. Don't disturb me unless it's urgent."

"Director, the armor has flown away on its own."

"What? How is that possible?"

"I believe someone is controlling it remotely."

Nick Fury's alarm grew as he sensed trouble brewing.

"Summon Rumenof to my office."

"Director, she's leading the team at Prison."

"In that case, send..."

Boom! Before Nick Fury could finish his sentence, an explosion rocked the building, creating a gaping hole in his office ceiling. Emerging from the dust were two figures.

"Scratch that. Nobody should come to my office."

Observing the newcomers, Nick Fury hesitated before issuing a command.

"Director, intruders have breached the Tri-Wing Building. That voice just now..."

"This is an order!" Nick Fury interjected sharply.

"Even in death, your concern for your subordinates is commendable, Nick Fury. However, such virtue won't buy you a ticket to heaven. The demons below will relish your tainted soul."

"Fury, for ten long years, I was imprisoned by you. Today, it's time for you to pay the price!"

Facing imminent death, Nick Fury remained expressionless. With the stoicism of a seasoned agent, he retorted, "Escape from prison, release dangerous prisoners, and unleash havoc on public officials. The entire nation is your enemy."

Jude burst into laughter. "Hahaha! What a joke! Understanding one's own limitations is a crucial aspect of being human. Dead men hold no value, especially to politicians. They won't avenge you in the face of overwhelming power. They might even spit on your corpse."

"But fear not, you won't be alone. Amanda Waller will soon join you. Today marks the destruction of S.H.I.E.L.D. I despise this organization."

In response, Nick Fury laughed defiantly. "S.H.I.E.L.D. has stood for nearly a century. It won't be destroyed by the likes of you. Even in death, agents like Hill, Coulson, Hawkeye, Garrett, and thousands more will carry on its legacy. You can't extinguish us."

Jude regarded him pitifully. "There's a saying about biting the hand that feeds you. Before you perish, allow me to share some unfortunate news. Firstly, your trusted allies are mostly deceased. They reside aboard the Mothership in the sky."

"And as for S.H.I.E.L.D., the organization you've sworn to protect, it's been infiltrated by Hydra long ago."

"John Garrett, Jasper Sitwell, Grant Ward, Rumenof, and countless low-level agents, including your former boss Alexander Pierce, are all Hydra operatives. For years, you've unwittingly served as Hydra's pawn."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... The puppet masters pulling your strings."

Initially taken aback, Nick Fury's expression shifted to one of mockery. "Such crude tactics won't deceive me."

"Is that so? Then let's conduct a simple experiment."

S.H.I.E.L.D. was a vast organization with tens of thousands of agents worldwide. Eliminating them all would require immense effort. Thus, the most straightforward approach was to sow discord and mistrust among them, causing their fortress to crumble.

Jude picked up a communication device and mimicked Nick Fury's voice using Cowboy No. 1.

"All S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, this is Nick Fury speaking. Cease all current activities immediately. This is a direct order."

Within the Tri-Wing Building, agents halted their tasks simultaneously.

"Based on my covert investigations, Hydra has infiltrated S.H.I.E.L.D. It's possible that those around you are Hydra agents."

"I will now disclose several confirmed identities: John Garrett, Jasper Sitwell, Grant Ward, and Rumlow. If any of these individuals are in your vicinity and you remain loyal to S.H.I.E.L.D., you are to apprehend them and disseminate this information to every agent

!"

Jude's words acted as a depth charge, detonating the organization's deepest secrets and leaving its members bewildered.

However, Grant Ward was en route to a mission, accompanied by a group of colleagues in the lobby. Hundreds of eyes turned toward him simultaneously, creating a tense atmosphere.

"Sir, what's happening?" A newly recruited agent stammered.

Grant Ward flashed a smile and reassured him, "It's nothing, just a prank."

Before he could finish speaking, the young agent collapsed with a bullet wound.

Instantly, gunfire erupted throughout the entire Tri-Wing Building, plunging it into chaos.

In his office, Nick Fury listened to the cacophony of gunfire, his faith shattered in an instant. His expression slackened, mirroring that of a puppet, as disbelief washed over him.

"Fury, did you see that? Your life's work was all a farce. You were a mere puppet, dancing in the shadows. The king of agents? More like the king of fools, hahahaha..."

Whoosh! A laser beam from Cowboy No. 1 struck Nick Fury, causing him to collapse with eyes filled with regret. A communicator clattered from his grasp—the one Captain Marvel Carol had given him.

"Even in death, I won't let you achieve your goals!" Franklin Hall declared as he gently raised his left hand, causing Nick Fury's body to levitate.

With a slight squeeze, the office walls were splattered with crimson blood.

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