Bloody Disaster

The pan-black palm always gave the illusion that it hadn't been cleaned, but aside from the calluses from years of gun ownership, it was much cleaner than most.

At least it had no children or grandchildren's bodies on it.

Veins rippled under the tanned skin, making it look as if there were long worms that arched hard into it! Excessive force would indicate that its owner was in a very unsettled state of mind.

Holding a standard A4 paper in his hand, the printout was proof enough of the preciousness of the thing, but to the beggar, it might just be a piece of paper that would be too hard even to wipe his arse with.

Only one eye was left, with blood coiled over it, like an old tree root that had taken root for years. Thick black eye bags hanging below the eyeballs can confirm that this "righteous" black director, these days, did not sleep well.

Put down the paper in his hand, obviously the military classified documents, but as the head of the agent, Nick Fury wants to get it simply not too easy.

Thumbs pressed both sides of their temples, and slightly closed his eyes, the mind in the thought of things, always have to let the eyes rest a little; he did not want to let himself this only one remaining eye in the blind.

Nick Fury felt that he had been calm enough; even if the volcano in Yellowstone Park erupted tomorrow, he could also be calm.

But - the various events that had happened in the past few months were simply going to shatter the three views he had built up over the years!

Fortunately, as an agent, this aspect of heart quality could be said to be vital to the point of bursting, not to mention that he was also a head agent.

Otherwise, he would have wanted to find a psychiatrist.

But if others knew about it, I'm afraid they would laugh their heads off, right?

Opening his eyes again and organising the thoughts in his head, he didn't know if it was an illusion or what. Nick Fury always felt like the letters suddenly blurred.

The significant events that usually don't necessarily happen for several years were all concentrated in these few months, and everything was so tigerish that people couldn't make heads or tails of it.

It was fortunate that he was bald, or else the whole hair loss thing would have driven many people crazy.

Even if he was an agent.

Although Nick wanted to intervene in the military, he didn't have the energy to do so, and the government wouldn't let S.H.I.E.L.D. take over the matter.

It was in the territorial waters of the United States of America!

With the military's level of hegemony, even if it happened on the high seas, their fleet of carriers sailing on the oceans would have to take care of it.

Let alone something that happened on their doorstep.

The investigation results were in, and three types of weapons were expected to be experimented with in that part of the ocean. It's worth mentioning that the island that was initially on the map has now sunk into the sea.

What will happen to the earth's crust? Will volcanoes erupt? Will it cause other natural disasters?

None of this belonged to them. What interested the military and S.H.I.E.L.D. was still the three new models of weapons.

In their highly shrewd heads, the first person they thought of was Tony Stark.

Who knows how to play with weapons the most? I'm afraid it was none other than him. After all, the things that Stark Industries had done over the years were as dazzling as the stars in the sky.

However, the most important thing is to find the "murderer", right?

Satellite mobilisation results came out, claiming to monitor the global satellite system in an accidental period, even "coincidence" like missing this area!

Coincidence? If a human-operated the system, it might be suspicious. Still, with the sophisticated arrangement of supercomputers, no one would suspect those steel machines that are more reliable than the human brain.

There must be something fishy about this.

Combined with the loss of the 'Moon Eye' incident, everything was strung together, always giving the impression that a conspiracy was festering.

The United States of America has a strong sense of crisis, and even the ancient Eastern countries across the ocean will take many years to catch up with them, even if they work hard to death.

But won't they progress?

The upper echelons of this country have a strong sense of worry, but they do not back down on matters of interest.

The information has begun to be consolidated and blocked, and even Nick Fury, the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., our head agent, sir, takes a while to get specific documents to report.

He was troubled inside, constantly feeling like someone was trying to make a big deal out of it.

The only remaining eye was slightly narrowed, and all the blood filaments coiled inside were squeezed together, oozing abnormally!

The entire eye had turned blood red! If Nick Fury were to stare at someone right now, even if the other party was an agent with a hardened mind, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to hold back the hair in his heart.

Those eyes were like a mad wolf that had been starving for half a month, and it was like an evil spirit that had returned from hell and was ready to carry out revenge at any time!

He needed a force right now, a force far beyond the ordinary! A force that was even ten or a hundred times more powerful than the sharpest special forces!

The number of people doesn't have to be large, but it's the quality that counts, and if every single person in there can fight off a hundred with one

Like humans the 'Phil' virus has infected.

Like Tony Stark, who was determined to have the Iron Armour!

And now the lady who had managed to 'awaken' seemed to have fried her brain, and no matter what they did, the other party didn't care, didn't even ignore them, didn't even say a word.

It was not an easy task to catch the man who had escaped and in the process, to give the other person another thought-provoking session.

So Nick Fury fixed his eyes on Stark.

No matter what, the other party was inextricably linked to S.H.I.E.L.D. After all, his father was one of the founders of S.H.I.E.L.D.!

And right now, Nick Fury needed that power, the power of one man against an army!

It's what will allow him to peel back the fog in an increasingly confusing world and find the man behind the curtain!

HYDRA or super-villains, he'd have the power to deal with them all!

But now! He didn't have the power! Whether it was himself or Stark.

While he had the confidence to make Stark fight for the future of mankind, that would take a lot of time and energy.

But what Stani was about to do just gave him a chance, or instead gave S.H.I.E.L.D. a chance.

With that in mind, the black director called his subordinate.

"Coulson, yes, implying Boz for evidence is okay."

And what was Tony doing now? Working with Jarvis on the magic engravings that Madoka Magica had passed on to him.

Though they were no different in his eyes than the patterns carved into works of art.

As long as he possessed precision instruments, he could reproduce many of them at any time.

Yet it didn't serve any purpose.

After Kurumi had inadvertently said that this kind of imprint could only be inscribed with spiritual power, Stark could research a sound wave similar to spiritual power.

Just as Kurumi pondered whether to tell Stark that he recently had a "bloodbath", Stanley had already begun to take action.