I became a weirdo in Marvel

Chapter 94 Evil God
"Chief, look!"

In S.H.I.E.L.D., Coulson walked quickly into Fury's office and handed him a report with a serious expression.

Fury took it and looked at it, his expression changed rapidly: "How is this possible?!"

There were clearly recorded on it a passage that he was extremely familiar with: [Immortal god who does not belong to this world, you are the master behind the shadows, and you are the source of all chaotic forces].

Coulson knew what Fury wanted to ask, and said directly: "This passage suddenly appeared on the mysterious dating platform in recent days. It is estimated that it has spread among mystery lovers. It is said that if you perform a spiritual ceremony and recite this passage, you will be blessed by the great gods! Director, this is not..."

"Ah."

Fury nodded grimly and said, "This is the answer given to me by the Holy Lord."

A month ago, when Fury asked the Holy Lord how to gain the ability to kill those mysterious beings, the Holy Lord did not speak, but only showed him these three paragraphs on the parchment.

Later, the Lord explained that as long as you recite these words, you may get the attention of a great being. If that person is in a good mood, he will be rewarded and gain powerful power.

At that time, Fury felt cheated. How could such a high-risk and low-success rate method be used on them?

In response, the Holy Lord asked, "Why, do you think it's easy to gain the ability to kill mysterious beings? You don't have to take any risks at all, you can just lie in bed and gain the ability to kill gods? Do you think this is a comic? This is the method with the highest success rate that I know of."

Fury was suddenly speechless. He was so eager to gain power and reverse the current situation that he wasted the opportunity to ask questions.

Afterwards, he did not give up and conducted experiments on death row prisoners. It turned out that out of ten people, two were stupid, seven were crazy, and only one person looked normal on the surface. However, after two weeks of observation, it was discovered that he had become a fanatical believer of that great being and his mental state was extremely unstable.

Fury finally realized that this so-called great being was actually an evil god, and he immediately sealed up this conversation and classified it as S.H.I.E.L.D.'s top secret.

But what he never expected was that he actually saw this passage again.

"Director, could it be a spy within SHIELD?" Coulson guessed.

"No, no one has permission to touch it except me."

Fury looked at Coulson and ordered, "Go check where this message first spread on the Internet. I'm worried that it has gotten out of control somewhere."

"Yes!"

Coulson took the order and left.

Fury concentrated on thinking for a while, then stood up and left the office, went to the warehouse, took out a large wallet, and then after passing a number of verifications, came to a secret room.

After unlocking the large safe in the secret room, a red light impatiently emerged from it.

"Long time no see, Holy Lord." Fury said in a deep voice as he looked at the parchment floating in front of him.

"Haha, it seems that you have encountered another difficult problem. Let me guess, it's about that person, right?" It sounded like the Holy Lord was in a good mood.

Fury's face darkened, and he felt more and more that the Holy Lord did it on purpose.

"You knew that the text would appear soon, so you showed it to me on purpose, right? That person is actually an evil god, just like you, a mysterious being."

"I prefer to call it weird."

The Holy Lord said: "I will not reveal anything else. You just need to know that even if you do nothing, they will slowly revive and then descend into this world."

Weird? Resurrection? Advent?

Fury took a long breath. Although he had a premonition, the shock in his heart still rolled like waves in a storm, shattering the embankment of self-confidence that he had built with great difficulty.

The Holy Lord excluded himself in his words, but to Fury, they were exactly the same.

Fury suddenly sneered as he had a flash of inspiration in his mind: "In fact, you are also very anxious, right? Among those beings that are gradually recovering, there must be your enemies. If you are slower than them in regaining your strength, your fate will not be good."

"." As if his concerns were addressed, the Holy Lord was silent for a long time before continuing, "Nick Fury, among a group of ant-like humans, you are indeed an extremely outstanding one. I underestimated you, and perhaps I shouldn't have made a deal with you."

"No, you didn't underestimate me, you underestimated humans. Even if humans are ants, they can bite you when they gather together."

"Ah."

The Holy Lord sneered and said, "So, Mr. Nick Fury, who is a little bit bigger, what kind of deal do you want to make with me?"

"You are able to see through people's hearts, don't you already know this?"

Fury looked at the Holy Lord coldly and said slowly: "I don't trust you, so we need to conclude an unbreakable contract between us and become a community of destiny. We will prosper together and suffer together."

"Oh? This is the solution you came up with?"

"With your ability, you should be able to do it."

"It can be done."

The Holy Lord snorted coldly: "But, do you think that I, who am so high and mighty, would sign such a contract with an ant?"

"This is not a request, but an ultimatum. If you don't agree, I will have to bury you hundreds of meters underground, leaving you with no chance of escaping."

"Oh, then aren't you afraid that I will lie to you?"

"The worst we can do is die together."

Fury stared at the parchment, his eyes gleaming with determination.

His reckless behavior surprised the Holy Lord. After a brief silence, he laughed, "Okay, let's sign a contract. But I can only sign a contract with one person. I will not allow myself to become a nanny for a group of ants."

"Okay, that makes sense."

"So, this candidate is you?"

"No, there is someone more suitable than me."

In a room decorated with a sense of age, an old radio plays sports news from nearly seventy years ago.

The man lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes and suddenly turned over and got up. He had golden hair, blue eyes, a handsome face, well-developed muscles, and a perfect butt that all women envied.

He frowned and looked at everything around him. The scenes seemed both familiar and strange.

In my memory, it seemed like I was fighting a final, life-and-death battle with my destined enemy, the Red Skull. How come I ended up here the moment I opened my eyes?

Who won the final battle?
No, I won and then I was flying the plane out of control.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open, interrupting his thoughts.

A one-eyed old man dressed in black walked in. He looked at the alert Captain America Steve Rogers and said with a smile, "Captain, welcome back."

"Do we know each other?" Steve's eyes darted around, observing the situation around him. He instinctively didn't believe the man in front of him. He gave him a very bad feeling.

"Captain, there are very few people who don't know you."

Fury chuckled and walked to the window, pulling the curtains aside.

Steve looked in the direction of his movement, his eyes went through the open window, and he saw the tall buildings outside, and his eyes couldn't help but shrink.

"Captain, welcome to the 21st century."

(End of this chapter)