"… Thor's hammer, the devil of hell, Coulson, are you sure your current thinking is not affected!?"
Nick asked on the other side of the phone.
He trusts Coulson very much both emotionally and in terms of ability.
But now, he was somewhat suspicious whether Colin Blake had used some magic to cause problems with Coulson's brain.
At least in his opinion, this possibility is much higher than that of the devil Thor.
"I'm sorry, sir. I also hope that what I said is false, but judging from the current intelligence, it is very likely that these are true. At least this is the case with the existence of demons."
He naturally wouldn't believe everything Colin Blake said, but combined with the intelligence from Texas and the existence of Johnny the witness, it can be said that the possibility of this being a fabrication is extremely small.
Since creatures like the devil have appeared, it is not difficult to understand that the god of thunder in Norse mythology also really exists.
Even now, deep in his heart, there were still some more speculations that he hadn't expressed out loud.
Since the devil exists, what about God and heaven
Could these also be real
And what kind of impact will it have when these beings visit the Earth again one day
Just thinking about it for a moment, he felt that his hairline was going to be pushed back a few points again.
On the other side of the phone, Nick was also thinking solemnly in his office.
What Coulson could think of, he would certainly not fail to think of.
It can even be said that he has thought more deeply and has already outlined several plans in his mind to weaken the influence of these religious aspects in case this situation really happens one day.
But these were not very urgent matters. After a little thought, he turned his attention back to the current problem.
"Are we going to have a special show on Mythology this year?" He told a bad joke and then ordered, "Coulson, you continue to take care of your side. I will mobilize nearby troops to provide support later."
The importance of the intelligence reported by Coulson is unquestionable, and SHIELD, which specializes in dealing with supernatural matters, must investigate.
Originally, it would be best to let Coulson, who already knew the reason, be responsible for this kind of thing.
But the possible impact of Thor's hammer and the existence of Colin Black himself prevent him from transferring Coulson now.
After all, according to current speculation, Colin Blake has the mentality of using SHIELD as a shield, and the possibility of being suddenly visited by the devil cannot be ruled out.
Mobilizing the army is also a form of insurance and a test.
Test whether the devil is afraid of hot weapons and whether he can be killed by modern weapons.
If he can, it means these guys are not as scary as imagined, and everything is under control. If he can't, then this matter can no longer be suppressed by him alone, and he needs to report it to the Security Council and apply for a large amount of resources to carry out this devil research project alone.
This thought flashed through his mind for a moment, and Nick gathered his thoughts slightly, and continued to give orders: "Keep an eye on Colin Blake at all times, but if there is a chance, test his current abilities."
In their eyes, Colin Blake was a man who would not act until he saw the rabbit. He was not the kind of person who would take the initiative to stop the devil's conspiracy. He was willing to take the initiative to make enemies with those devils, and he must have believed that the benefits he would get were far greater than the disadvantages.
"I see." Coulson replied.
Even if Nick didn't tell him to, he wouldn't miss it if he had the chance.
"Remember to report to me any other news."
After Nick said this, he hung up the phone.
After knowing all this, he still has a lot of things to prepare.
…
Heat, hunger, and all kinds of indescribable feelings raged through his body. Johnny suddenly got up from the bed, gasping for breath and looking down at his hands.
Not bones, nor burning with fire.
But, what happened to him was not a dream, he could clearly feel the surging power in his body.
Look around.
Bright sunlight shone through the window. Next to the bed, there was a small table with four cups of water on it.
With a dry mouth, he picked up the glass and started drinking. Only after he had finished all four glasses of water did he think about the current situation.
This wasn't his home, but that was natural.
He remembered that under the control of Mephisto, he first fought with a strange wizard, then went to fight with the devil, and finally he came to his father's grave on impulse, and then, he seemed to meet an old man
He was a little drowsy at the time and his memory was a little confused, but judging from the fact that he was lying on the bed, it shouldn't be an illusion.
He got off the bed and walked to the door.
An old man dressed in cowboy clothes was standing in front of a tombstone.
He took a quick look and walked towards the old man.
He was going to say thank you and leave immediately. What was happening to him now was not suitable for him to get entangled with ordinary people too much.
"It looks like you've recovered well, Skull Kid." The old cowboy glanced at him and said.
Johnny was slightly stunned, and the words of thanks that were on the tip of his tongue did not come out. He asked, "Did you see it?"
"Of course." The old cowboy took two steps forward, looked at Johnny and said teasingly: "But the skeleton you transform into is not as handsome as the skeleton I transform into. The same goes for the mount."
The old cowboy said as he walked to the tombstone again. Johnny quickly took two steps forward and asked cautiously, "Who are you?"
He had previously thought that the other party had only seen his transformation, but now it seemed that the situation was far more complicated than that.
"Do you think you're the only one who has signed a contract with it?" The old cowboy looked back at Johnny, who was becoming more and more wary, and said with a smile, "Are you interested in hearing a story, kid?"
"… "
"So, you are the protagonist of that story?"
After listening to the old cowboy's story about the town of St. Van Gogh, and looking at the tombstone with Carter Slay's name engraved on it, Johnny asked.
"Yes, I realized at the time that the contract was too dangerous. Once Mephisto got hold of it, the entire world might be dragged into hell by it, so I came to this holy place where Mephisto could not come."
The old cowboy said this, and Johnny turned around and walked out, saying, "I don't know what the meaning of you telling me this is, but my mission is not to collect any contracts, so you can rest assured."
He didn't want to judge other people's lives. With his concerns outside, he couldn't live the rest of his life here, so he prepared to leave.
"The contract was stolen." The old cowboy said suddenly.
Johnny paused, turned around and asked, "Who is it?"
He thought the answer might be related to him.
I stayed up too late playing games yesterday, so I almost coded this chapter blindly.
I'll post it first and I'll review it and make some revisions tomorrow.
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