Chapter 166: Am I the Captain of the Avengers?
After answering Loya's strange question, Coulson rubbed his temples. His expression grew increasingly anxious, and his tone was heavy: "After Blade kidnapped the Director, there hasn't been a single trace of him, nor has any news come out. The hidden tracker on the Director was also destroyed, and surveillance around the World can't find any traces. Right now, it's impossible to determine the Director's safety."
He slammed the table hard, making it bang: "Looking at this situation, there's a high probability that Blade has been controlled by Loki. Who knows what he will do? How did Asgard let him out?"
Coulson felt very uneasy; being controlled and not being controlled are like two different people.
The incident where Blade was previously controlled by Dracula was still fresh in his memory; he obeyed the controller absolutely.
That guy Loki even dared to kill his own brother, and he even wanted to destroy an entire Planet before. It's hard to say what he might do after kidnapping the Director.
If even the Director were to be controlled...
Coulson's eyes flickered. He didn't dare to think any further; the consequences were unimaginable.
Hill also looked worried. The consequences of Fury being controlled were too severe.
The things stored in that head of his were too important.
What was even more terrifying was that the Tesseract had also been stolen; this was the real disaster.
This thing was almost used by Hydra to rule the World previously.
Now that it had fallen into the hands of a guy with even more bizarre abilities, someone who had never been seen before, the consequences would only be more severe.
Loya looked at these two guys who were each worrying in their own way, his mouth twitching. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.
What the hell are you worrying about here!
Did you call me here just to watch a video?
Issue a mission already!
Good grief, you don't have the tacit understanding and efficiency of Fury at all. If it were Fury, he would have started issuing missions long ago. What are you dilly-dallying for?
Loya shook his head inwardly. It seems he still had to take the initiative to guide them; maybe he could swindle one more mission.
Sure enough, it still has to be Fury; that guy is the only qualified mission-dispensing machine.
"Ahem."
Loya coughed lightly, attracting the attention of the two.
He spread his hands, looking somewhat helpless: "Please, did you call me here just to watch surveillance of Furygetting beaten up? And then keep you company while you worry? Hurry up and issue a mission so I can confirm Fury's safety."
"Ah? — — — — Right, right, right!" Hill was dazed for a moment, and some things suddenly came to mind.
Although Fury had been kidnapped, this situation itself was among his countless contingency plans, and there were response protocols.
In the response plan he left for Hill, there was a very important piece of information.
That was Loya's almost pathological obsession with missions. No matter what you asked him to do, it had to be in the form of a published mission, and there must be a reward.
No matter how tricky the matter was, as long as it was issued to Loya as a mission and he accepted it, he would do his best to complete it.
So no matter what the situation was, just issue a mission to Loya. Whether it works or not is a different matter, at least try it first.
She had been a bit anxious just now, plus Fury had basically disappeared completely.
Hill couldn't think of any other way to find them if the other party didn't take the initiative to appear, so she hadn't issued a mission to find Fury.
Her primary plan was mainly defensive, organizing personnel to be on standby at all times to deal with potential crises and waiting for the enemy to appear.
Now, after being reminded like this, she finally remembered that she could try this method. Hill subconsciously followed Loya's lead: "Agent Loya, as the Acting Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., I am issuing a mission to you: confirm Fury's safety. This is a special situation, so the reward will be issued at the maximum level."
[Hill has issued a mission to you]
[Mission: Find Fury]
[Goal: Confirm the safety of Fury]
[Reward: Experience +1000, Hill's favorability +20, Random item *1]
Hearing the system notification in his ears, Loya was secretly pleased: "It really is like this."
He had said it on purpose. In fact, the other party only needed to issue one mission to find Fury.
By guiding them while Hill was anxious, the other party naturally just went along with it.
After Loya's maneuvering, he had directly split one mission into two, earning the experience and items for an extra mission.
There was no help for it; the experience required for leveling up was quite a lot, so he had to make a fuss about these details.
Loya had to admire his own wit; sure enough, one had to be flexible in using the system mechanisms.
He nodded at Hill: "Deputy Director Hill, I guarantee the mission will be completed. Just leave it to me."
Under the confused gazes of the two, Loya walked to the computer, took the keyboard, and then placed it on the ground.
Immediately after, he flipped his hand, and the "amplification staff" appeared out of thin air in his hand.
Loya moved his lips slightly, silently chanting obscure incantations.
The next moment, a green light suddenly lit up at the tip of the "amplification staff".
He waved it casually, and the green light fell onto the keyboard like flowing water, completely wrapping it up.
As Loya cast the spell, the green light on the keyboard slowly rose, gradually forming a green circle of light with a diameter of half a meter above the keyboard.
Inside the light circle was a layer of mist, which was dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The whole scene looked fantastic and mysterious, somewhat out of place with the atmosphere of S.H.I.E.L.D., a high-tech organization.
Coulson had witnessed magic many times, so he wasn't very surprised.
But this was Hill's first time seeing it; she widened her eyes, full of curiosity.
She had only heard in the files that Loya knew magic and that it was extremely miraculous, but now that she had seen it with her own eyes, she felt it was even more incredible.
What exactly is the principle behind this?
She even had the urge to let S.H.I.E.L.D. agents come to learn it.
However, this thought had just flashed through her mind when it was suppressed by Hill. She remembered another piece of important information Fury had left behind.
That was not to covet anything of Loya's, whether it was mysterious items or powerful magic; absolutely, absolutely do not have the slightest greed.
This was a piece of information that Fury strongly emphasized. If one really did that, the consequences would be unimaginable.
As the mist completely dissipated, a clear image appeared in the light circle. The person in the image was none other than Fury, who had been beaten into a pig's head.
At this moment, Fury's bound state was extremely inappropriate for minors; his hands were tied behind his back, showcasing his chest. Clearly, the binder was very proficient in this.
Only he was in the picture; Blade was not there.
"Director!"
Coulson and Hill couldn't help but exclaim when they saw this scene.
magic was truly miraculous; the matter they had been worrying about for so long had actually been solved just like that.
Compared to this kind of miraculous magic, their S.H.I.E.L.D. surveillance of the whole World seemed so pale and powerless.
But now was not the time to lament this; the main thing was to confirm Fury's safety.
Hill quickly asked: "How is it? Is the Director still alive?"
Loya smiled slightly and nodded: "He's definitely still alive. This magic of mine only tracks living people."
This magic of his was the tracking spell from the "compendium of spells".
Using the target's aura as a guide, it tracks and displays the image.
In the words of the "compendium of spells", it uses the "Qi" on a person.
This magic only tracks the Qi of living people. Now that there was an image, it naturally meant that Fury was still alive.
"That's good." Coulson breathed a sigh of relief. What he was most worried about was Fury's safety; it was good that he was still alive, and it didn't look like he had been controlled either.
He also didn't expect Loya to determine Fury's safety so simply.
In fact, the purpose of Coulson urgently summoning Loyato S.H.I.E.L.D. was not to determine Fury's safety.
It was mainly for the defensive plan set by Hill.
Loya was currently S.H.I.E.L.D.'s strongest combat power, and he had beaten Loki up last time. With him sitting in charge, the feasibility of this plan would be greatly improved.
But now that Fury's safety was confirmed, that was even better.
Coulson asked urgently: "Can you determine the Director's location? I will send someone to rescue him right now!"
Loya shook his head slowly.
Hill and Coulson's expressions stiffened instantly, and their hearts sank.
Being able to see the image but not finding the location was very awkward; this was even worse than not being able to see it.
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Previous surveillance already indicated that Fury was extremely heavily injured, and those sounds of bone cracking represented at least several broken bones.
Now it could be confirmed even more clearly through the clear magic imagery.
He was already heavily injured with fractures, and now he was tied up as well; if this went on for long, he would really die.
Could the two of them only watch as Fury died?
Just as despair was gradually filling both of their eyes, Loyasuddenly smiled and said, "I think you misunderstood my meaning. My shaking my head didn't mean I couldn't find the location, but rather that there's no need to go through so much trouble. Just issue me a quest and let me bring him back."
"This—what do you mean?" Coulson was slightly stunned, looking somewhat puzzled.
Hill was completely different from Coulson. She only froze for a split second before immediately reacting and saying, "Agent Loya, I want you to bring Director Fury back. The reward will be doubled on top of the maximum reward cap!"
She felt she had already found the correct way to use this super Agent.
[Hill has issued a quest to you]
[Quest: Bring Back Fury]
[Objective: Bring Fury back to S.H.I.E.L.D.]
[Rewards: Experience Points +1000, Hill's Favorability +30, Random Item x1]
Loya cast an approving look at Hill. This was the exact kind of efficiency he wanted; this deputy director might just become another quest-issuing machine.
After accepting the quest, he didn't waste any breath. He pointed his palm at the ground beside him and softly called out, "Director Fury, come back."
As his voice fell, Fury appeared out of thin air at the spot where Loya was pointing.
"What the f—?! What the hell?"
"Wha—?!"
Hill and Coulson were both startled simultaneously. He just came back like that?
He just shouted a single sentence and came back? This is—simply too preposterous. Is magic really this miraculous?
Returning instantly across such a distant separation—what kind of concept was this?
Coulson knew Loya possessed spatial magic, but he hadn't expected it to be this powerful.
The teleportation when attacking Dracula previously was very close, which was acceptable.
But this time was completely different. The place Furywent to was thousands of kilometers away from the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, and he came back with just a single sentence?
It was simply unbelievable!
Naturally, they didn't know that Loya possessed the ability of Friend Teleportation, which allowed him to teleport to a friend's side or summon a friend over.
The two of them still seemed somewhat unable to believe it. They looked at each other in dismay, rubbed their eyes, and took another look at the halo floating in the air, finding that the scene inside had indeed returned to this place.
Coulson rushed forward in a single stride, knelt down, and hurriedly cried out, "Director? Director, are you alright?"
After calling out a few times with no response, he carefully picked up Fury and sprinted toward the medical center.
Hill did not follow them. Instead, she took a deep look at Loya and expressed her sincere gratitude: "Thank you so much, Agent Loya. I'll arrange to have your reward transferred to you shortly."
She finally understood now why the files left behind by Fury regarded Loya as S.H.I.E.L.D.'s greatest trump card.
Such methods were simply too astonishing.
He could casually lock onto a target's location, display the imagery, and teleport a person over from a thousand miles away with just a single sentence.
The information contained within this was simply too vast, and the strategic implications it represented were even more terrifying.
And this was merely the tip of the iceberg; the abilities recorded in his file alone went far beyond this.
Even the abilities displayed just now weren't recorded in the archives.
This was enough to show just how mysterious and powerful the other party was.
Hill was now extremely curious about what on earth Furyhad relied on to make such an existence join S.H.I.E.L.D.. Was it really personal charisma?
But no matter what, she rather liked Loya.
He possessed virtues like high efficiency, simplicity, reliability, and power.
Most importantly, he did whatever was said, possessing an extremely simple command logic—just issuing quests was enough, practically like a robot.
But this was precisely what Hill loved the most; doing quests should be this simple.
This was exactly the kind of talent S.H.I.E.L.D. needed.
She truly hoped everyone in S.H.I.E.L.D. had this kind of obsession with quests.
Loya nodded toward Hill and smiled, saying, "This is all what I should do; everything for S.H.I.E.L.D.! If you have any more quests, just look for me again. I'm ready on standby at any time!"
Hill nodded and turned to leave. She needed to go check on Fury's injuries and let him determine the subsequent action plan.
Only Loya was left inside the office, and he could now check the rewards he had just obtained.
[Quest "Find Fury" has been completed]
[Rewards: Experience Points +1000, Hill's Favorability +20, Item "Musical Dance Ball"]
[Quest "Bring Back Fury" has been completed]
[Rewards: Experience Points +1000, Hill's Favorability +30, Item "Funeral Suona"]
[Musical Dance Ball: Upon using this item, targets within range are forcibly forced into a dancing state and will display corresponding dance moves. If the target fails to perform the corresponding dance moves within a certain time limit, they will suffer a lightning-strike punishment]
[Evaluation: Keep the music playing and keep dancing! Get hyped!]
[Funeral Suona: Blow this horn, and a professional funeral procession will appear. You can choose any funeral method to hold a funeral ceremony for the deceased]
[Evaluation: When it comes to funerals, I am a professional!]
"What kind of abstract rewards are these?"
Loya looked at the system rewards and curled his lip.
This was bound to be a bit too abstract.
However...
He rubbed his chin, his eyes lighting up slightly. How come it felt like these two items were prepared specifically for the Ancient One?
An old-timer like the Ancient One must look quite exhilarating when dancing, right?
And this "Funeral Suona" was even more peerless. Pulling something like that out when the Ancient One died, like African coffin dance or something, letting the Ancient Oneenjoy a one-stop service even after death.
However, Loya felt that this suona probably wouldn't get used. He wouldn't let the Ancient One—this super quest-issuing machine—go offline.
But this "Musical Dance Ball" could definitely be tried out on the Ancient One given the chance.
Thinking of that scene, Loya couldn't help but chuckle.
He happily sat down in the chair, waiting for Fury to wake up and issue his next quest.
In fact, Loya could actually have guided Hill into issuing a quest to heal Fury just now.
But there was no need for that.
He had to buy time for Loki.
What if Fury woke up early and directly issued a quest to capture Loki?
Under such circumstances, it would be hard to act things out no matter what. If he was found out and suspected, it would affect subsequent quest issuances.
Catching Loki early was even less acceptable; if that happened, the Chitauri invasion of Earth wouldn't occur, and the losses would be even greater.
This was a major main-line event, after all, and the rewards were bound to be very rich.
He simply gave up on the quest to heal Fury, reasonably buying time to strive for greater benefits.
"Loki, you've got to redeem yourself. Don't fail to catch Deadpool, cheer up! Don't lose face in front of people from other universes!"
Loya silently cheered Loki on in his heart.
As for the impact the Chitauri invasion event would cause, he had already planned ahead.
In the original plot, the casualties caused by this incident were extremely heavy.
Although Loya wanted rewards, he wouldn't treat innocent people as mere blades of grass.
He was never a person who would go completely insane for the sake of rewards.
Since he had come to this Universe, he naturally had to make things change. When the time came, he would evacuate those ordinary people in advance.
He could even use this opportunity to scam another quest.
It was a guaranteed profit with no risk!
Just like that, over half an hour passed, and Fury finally woke up. The very first thing he did upon waking wasn't to deploy any operations, but to summon Loya.
Loya stepped into the ward and looked at Fury, whose face was swollen like a pig's head, making him somewhat want to laugh.
But before he could open his mouth to speak, Fury spoke first.
He pointed to a top-secret document on the table beside him, his voice low and hoarse: "Loya, I am handing an important quest over to you: form the Avengers. You shall be the Captain of the Avengers!"
[Fury has issued a quest to you]
[Quest: Avengers]
[Objective: Form the Avengers]
[Rewards: Experience Points +5000, Random Item x2]
[Note: This is a main-line quest that affects subsequent plot development]
Loya: "???"
Chapter 167: Director, Your Helicarrier is on Fire
Loya was a bit dumbfounded. How did the task of forming the Avengers end up falling on him?
He was even going to be the Captain.
This isn't right, is it?
Could it be because Steve beat up Fury earlier that they were giving him a hard time? Not letting him be it?
Loya was puzzled by Fury's intention, but he still picked up the top-secret file on forming the Avengers and lowered his head to quickly read through it.
After a brief glance through the top-secret file, there was no difference from what he remembered.
The purpose of the Avengers initiative was to form a response team composed of individuals with special abilities, aimed at dealing with unconventional global threats.
The team members were still the same few: Thor, Steve, Banner, Natasha, Barton, and Tony—the classic lineup of the original six-member Avengers.
Except now there was an extra Loya, making it the original seven-member group.
"Hiss, how did I muddle my way to this point without realizing it? When I first joined S.H.I.E.L.D., it was just to take on a few more missions. I never expected to muddle my way into the position of the Avengers Captain."
Loya felt deeply emotional in his heart, and at the same time, it felt rather weird.
He was secretly Hydra after all.
A Hydra member sitting in the position of the AvengersCaptain—what kind of Marvel version of Infernal Affairs was this?
It seemed that when Hydra was exposed in the future, he would just have to tearfully take out Pierce.
Sorry!
Actually, I'm a S.H.I.E.L.D. undercover agent!
Loya shook his head inwardly.
Actually, he didn't want Pierce to be exposed; this old fellow provided quite a lot of missions.
But as long as Project Insight started, they would have to determine a winner, and this would inevitably be a life-or-death result with no exceptions.
Unless—
While looking at the materials in his hands, Loya's brain was simultaneously racing frantically.
Since he could thrive in S.H.I.E.L.D., why couldn't he do the same in Hydra?
In a sense, he was a Level 7 Agent in S.H.I.E.L.D., and it was the same in Hydra.
After all, S.H.I.E.L.D. had nothing if not Hydra members.
And if he wanted Pierce to continue acting as a mission-dispensing machine, Project Insight was an unavoidable link.
He had to stop this plan so that Hydra could continue to lurk and Pierce could continue to output missions.
To temporarily stop this plan was actually very simple; he just needed to destroy those three Helicarriers.
There were even ready-made candidates he could use.
Loki was an extremely good scapegoat; it could be completely fabricated that he was the one who did it.
No matter how anxious Hydra was, they wouldn't dare do anything to Loki. Did they really think Odin's Gungnir would rust?
Of course, if he wanted the Project Insight plan to completely stall, he had to cause internal problems within Hydra, which would then affect Pierce, and in turn, Pierce would affect Fury.
The executor of Project Insight was Fury, but the actual controller was Pierce. He had to start with Pierce.
Loya gradually formed a feasible plan in his mind.
But this plan would still have to wait until the Chitauriinvasion incident was over before it could be implemented.
The key point was that branch of Hydra in Sokovia. That was an extremely good entry point, and it also concerned another key figure.
Loya could even use this opportunity to marginalize Pierce and secretly control Hydra.
If you're going to do something, do it big. Why not let Pierce become a puppet emperor in a sense? Of course, Fury would be the same.
Of course, directly controlling others wouldn't work; he had tried that a long time ago. Trying to exploit system bugs was not that simple.
Loya nodded inwardly, increasingly feeling that this plan was feasible.
But it still needed some fine-tuning in the details. For now, it was better to focus on the immediate matters and try to steer things in the direction he wanted.
He put down the documents, took a deep breath, nodded at Fury, and said with a righteous expression: "Director, guaranteed to complete the mission! To protect Earth!"
Hearing this, Fury didn't know what he thought of, but he managed to squeeze out a smile on his swollen face and nodded gently: "Loya, I'm counting on you. Loki's plot is extremely dangerous. This incident concerns the safety of the entire Earth, so we must unite."
Loya raised an eyebrow upon hearing this. Fury knew about Loki not long after waking up, and even knew the other party's plot. It seemed that after being kidnapped, he wasn't unconscious the whole time, but had actually seen Loki.
But why wasn't he controlled?
It was still very easy for him to judge whether a person was controlled through "Mind's Eye".
At this time, Fury was not controlled.
Loya nodded and asked: "Director, what happened after you were kidnapped by Blade? Under normal circumstances, Loki shouldn't have let you go; he should have controlled you."
Hearing this, Fury instinctively wanted to prop up his body, but as soon as he exerted force, he felt a sharp pain and had to give up.
Lying on the hospital bed, he said helplessly: "To cut a long story short, I did meet Loki after I woke up, and he got the Tesseract. Then I casually used a little linguistic skill and tricked him into telling me what he came to Earth to do."
Fury sighed, his tone becoming increasingly heavy: "Lokisaid he was going to open a portal through the Tesseractto teleport an unrivaled alien army to Earth and then conquer Earth."
His tone became a bit strange: "Originally, he was going to control me, but just as he was about to make a move, a Mysterious person opened a portal and came before him, wanting to seize the Tesseract."
That Mysterious person spoke very aggressively, cursing Loki as a parentless, mentally retarded orphan. Loki was driven mad by him, and took Blade to chase after him. Therefore, I wasn't controlled."
Fury sighed inwardly; this was why he initiated the Avengers initiative.
Regardless of whether that Mysterious person got the Tesseract in the end, or Loki got the Tesseract, it would be a disaster.
The terrifying nature of this thing had already been verified by Hydra.
He even faintly had an intuition telling him that it would be even more dangerous if the Tesseract was taken away by that Mysterious person.
Although the Avengers initiative was not fully prepared, desperate times called for desperate measures.
In Fury's plan, Loya was a very critical link.
When he was first recruited into S.H.I.E.L.D., there was already an intention to include him in the Avengersinitiative, but he just didn't expect it to develop to this point.
Before the plan was ready, apart from Natasha and Barton, Fury lacked the confidence and energy to gather the remaining personnel together.
Especially those three—Tony, Steve, and Thor—who were even harder to mobilize.
Among them, Tony ignored him, and for some reason, Steve carried prejudice and hostility.
As for Thor, needless to say, his meager status couldn't order the other party around at all.
However, under S.H.I.E.L.D.'s analysis and investigation, they trusted Loya immensely.
In this time of crisis, the Captain of the Avengers could only be handed over to Loya, letting him gather the team.
Fortunately, Fury was very clear about Loya's temperament: he had an exaggerated obsession with missions, and usually didn't show any abnormal behavior.
Compared to other members of the Avengers, he should be the most normal and controllable person. Having him be this Captain couldn't be more appropriate.
After listening to Fury's narration, Loya understood the cause of the matter, and at the same time felt even more puzzled in his heart.
What on earth was Deadpool's purpose in doing these things?
He couldn't figure it out; he really couldn't figure it out.
Loya simply stopped thinking about it and would just ask Deadpool directly later. Now that the Tesseract had fallen into Loki's hands, he believed it wouldn't be long before things started.
For now, let's get another mission first.
He smiled at Fury, his tone concerned: "Director, after saying so much, does your body hurt? Are you tired? Do you want me to help you recover?"
Fury's single eye narrowed into a slit due to the swelling, and he spoke with some confusion: "Is it that special recovery ability of yours from before? Such a precious ability, let's forget it."
His face carried a bit of stubbornness, and his tone was indifferent: "It's just a minor injury, I can still endure it."
Loya smiled and shook his head: "No, this is a recovery magic. Want to try it? I guarantee you'll recover within five minutes."
"Hmm? So fast?" Fury's eyes lit up. After brief consideration, he made a decision: "Alright then, help me recover. This is also a mission."
This was the moment concerning the life and death of Earth; he had to enter battle in his best state.
As expected, having an all-around talent was convenient; when injured, there was no need to worry about needing a long recovery time.
[Fury issues a mission to you]
[Mission: Healing]
[Objective: Heal Fury]
[Reward: Experience Points +500]
"What kind of trash reward is this?"
Loya glanced at the reward on the system panel, muttering inwardly.
Forget it, even a mosquito's leg is meat. Besides, five hundred experience points had the healing method of five hundred experience points; he didn't do losing business.
This time, Loya didn't even take out his staff; he just slightly stirred the energy within his body, and a cluster of green light gathered on his fingertips.
With a gentle flick, the green light immediately fell onto Fury, wrapping his entire body in it.
This was the accelerated recovery magic from the "compendium of spells", which could accelerate the recovery of bodily injuries.
But—at the same time, one had to endure the sensations brought by accelerated recovery.
It was equivalent to compressing all the subtle sensations of several months of recovery into a few minutes.
That feeling—tsk tsk tsk, it was hard to describe.
It was also because of this reason that the consumption of this magic was extremely minimal. Perhaps this was the price, but it just happened to match the five-hundred experience point mission.
After the green light enveloped Fury, Fury immediately felt it.
He felt a faint tingling sensation coming from within his body, and then the bones throughout his body were making cracking sounds, healing at a rapid speed.
He couldn't help but reveal a smile.
"As expected of Loya—wait a minute! That's not right!"
Fury's narrowed eyes suddenly snapped open. He felt that tingling sensation becoming increasingly intense, accompanied by an indescribable pain.
These two sensations intertwined within his body, yet he couldn't find their source, making them unbearable.
"Ugh——ah!"
He let out a muffled groan, and sweat instantly soaked his entire body, as if he had been fished out of water.
"Motherf—fucker!"
The classic curse words slipped out of his mouth, and his voice was trembling.
Could this kid Loya be doing this on purpose!
The next moment, Fury's body began to convulse, and the hospital bed creaked loudly.
He couldn't even speak when he wanted to, and could only emit one teeth-aching muffled groan after another.
Coulson and Hill on the side saw this scene, squinting and wincing, unable to bear looking at it.
If it weren't for the instruments showing that Fury's vital signs and various data were rapidly returning to normal, they would even suspect whether Loya wanted to murder Fury to take his place.
Three minutes passed, Fury's sounds gradually subsided, his injuries were almost completely healed, and his swollen face returned to normal.
Fury opened his eyes, panting heavily, his chest rising and falling violently. He had the feeling of surviving a catastrophe; those few minutes felt to him like several years.
He never wanted to experience it again in this lifetime.
That source-less tingling and pain drove him mad, as if countless ants were crawling inside his body.
If his body hadn't actually improved, he would have suspected whether Loya was torturing him for fun.
Fury slowly got up, stretched his muscles and bones, looked at Loya with a smile on his face, wanted to say something, but in the end it only turned into a sigh.
His expression turned serious: "Thank you, Loya. Now immediately execute the plan at the fastest speed and go all out to deal with this Earth crisis!"
[Task Completed]
[Fury Favorability + 1]
Loya almost laughed out loud, but still pretended to be serious and said solemnly: "Received!"
After a few minutes, Fury changed into a clean and refreshing outfit and led everyone to board the Quinjet.
This incident was of great importance, and the trump card had to be used.
On the Quinjet, Loya also took out his phone to start contacting other members.
He first called Tony.
As soon as the call connected, Tony's excited voice came through the receiver, accompanied by hammering and tapping sounds.
"Oh! Loya, your call came at just the right time. How did you know that my armor technology has made another breakthrough?"
Tony's tone was full of showing off to his friend.
Loya raised an eyebrow and said cheerfully: "That's just right. Next, you can test the functions of your armor."
"What do you mean?" Tony on the other end of the phone stopped what he was doing, his intuition telling him things were not simple.
Loya briefly explained the process of the matter and also informed him about the Avengers.
Tony on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke, uncharacteristically carrying a bit of seriousness: "Sorry Loya, we are good friends, and I trust you. But I don't trust S.H.I.E.L.D., let alone that black-headed Nick Fury, and I don't want to be controlled by the government either. You know what happened with the Military before."
He paused, "But I will fight to protect Earth. This has nothing to do with anything else; I will just fight for the innocent, and fight to protect humanity."
Loya had long known Tony would say that. He shielded the sound here and said with a half-smile: "Do you think I'm really such an obedient guy who is willing to be controlled by others? You'll love it here in the future."
Tony on the other end of the phone was slightly stunned, then suddenly realized, and the expression on his face turned into a half-smile as well.
Even though the two were separated by a phone, their facial expressions were surprisingly similar.
Tony responded cheerfully: "Alright then, I'll join the Avengers."
Loya nodded with satisfaction: "Are you busy right now? You can come over now to discuss related matters."
Tony casually said: "Since you've put it that way, I'm definitely not busy. Where are you? I'll come right over."
"I'll pull you right over." Finishing speaking, Loya activated friend teleportation.
"What?" Tony was stunned, not having reacted yet, when the scene before his eyes instantly changed from his studio to the interior of the Quinjet, with Loya standing smilingly in front of him.
"No way? What the hell is this?" Tony had a blank look on his face, still holding a wrench in his hand.
Loya shrugged: "Just a simple magic, don't mind it. Wait until I call the others over, and then I'll explain it to you in detail."
As he spoke, he called Steve again.
Steve answered the phone, and Thor's voice could be heard on the other side; clearly Thor was there too.
That saved some trouble, so Loya told them about Earth soon being invaded by alien forces and the Avengers.
Learning that it was actually Loki who did it, Thor was instantly furious.
He roared repeatedly on the other end of the phone, vowing that this time he would lock Loki up properly so he could never escape again, and he would never be tricked by Loki again!
Steve was much calmer, only asking a few key questions.
What he cared about most was whether there would be autonomy and independent action capability, and whether they would be controlled and commanded by the government, and so on.
He currently had almost no trust in the government. If they completely took orders from the government, he could never agree to it; those damned politicians would only use this powerful team.
Loya naturally gave him a satisfactory reply. With him around, many things would change.
Letting Steve join the Avengers was also paving the way for the quest on him; with this identity, it would be much more convenient later.
After asking clearly, Steve and the others also agreed to join the Avengers.
Loya also pulled them over using friend teleportation.
Steve clicked his tongue in wonder; this kind of teleportation ability was truly astonishing.
Thor didn't react much; Loya could already teleport across dimensions, so what was this?
Loya pulled Banner over using the same method.
Banner had no other reaction to joining the Avengers. Getting close to Loya was a good thing for him, as it could effectively communicate with the Hulk inside his body.
He pushed up his glasses and flashed a gentle smile at Loya.
Finally, Loya called Barton, who was currently on vacation.
Barton answered the phone, somewhat surprised by Loya's call. He was accompanying his wife and children, and his tone was puzzled: "Loya? Is there something you need by calling me?"
Loya smiled slightly and explained: "Nothing major, just that aliens are invading Earth, and we need you to join a team to fight against the evil alien forces together."
"What?!" Barton stood up instantly with an incredulous look on his face, giving his wife and children nearby a big scare.
He pacified his wife and children, quickly walked into the yard, and lowered his voice: "You call this nothing major? An alien invasion of Earth isn't a big deal?"
Barton rubbed his forehead and said helplessly: "I'll come over right away. I really haven't been able to enjoy a good vacation."
He really wanted to accompany his wife and children, but he also knew the seriousness of the matter. In this situation, a vacation was worth less than a fart.
"..." Loya quickly stopped him and smiled: "I don't mean to have you come over to fight. I mean, let me take the ADC output position for this team fight; you just need to agree to join the Avengers. Enjoy your vacation in peace and spend good time with your sister-in-law."
"Ah?" Barton was stunned, his eyes full of incomprehension. What ADC output, aliens were already invading, what kind of joke was this?
Loya continued: "Don't ask why, you just need to agree to join the Avengers. This is Fury's meaning."
Barton was silent for a good while, and said uncertainly: "I'll join the Avengers, but you——"
Before he finished speaking, Loya interrupted: "Alright, enjoy your vacation properly. We've got everything covered."
After saying that, he hung up the phone, leaving behind a bewildered Barton.
After thinking about it, Barton still confirmed with Fury. After getting almost the same reply, he was even more bewildered. What on earth was all this?
No, was his vacation more important than an alien invasion?
On the Quinjet, Loya successfully completed this task as desired, and the system prompt sounded in his ear.
[Task "Avengers" Completed]
[Rewards: Experience +5000, Item "Gravity Chamber", Item "Despair Summoner"]
[Gravity Chamber: A special training room that can adjust gravity for precise training]
[Evaluation: How can so-called superpowers compare to a thoroughly tempered physique!]
[Despair Summoner: When human despair reaches the summoner's standard, this summoner can be used to summon a powerful entity who deeply cherishes humanity. The user can briefly gain its power or fight side by side with it (One-time item, the powerful entity's existence duration is three minutes)]
[Evaluation: King of Loving People? Which King of Loving People could it be?]
Loya suppressed the urge to study the rewards and looked at Fury, who was passionately discussing with everyone.
Everyone obviously didn't submit to Fury, especially Tony, who interrupted Fury several times while he was speaking, making Fury very uncomfortable.
Every few words he said, Tony would crack jokes and horse around.
The people here were all talented, not so easily fooled.
But when Loya turned around, everyone quieted down involuntarily.
Seeing this scene, Fury felt somewhat helpless; his own words were simply not as effective as Loya's.
At the same time, he felt a bit relieved. Letting Loya be this Captain was indeed correct; he could keep these people in check.
Loya smiled slightly at Fury: "Director, I have already completed your task."
Then he looked at the others: "Listen to the Director on how to arrange things. At least don't fall into chaos right now; he knows more about this matter."
Finishing speaking, Tony shrugged: "Alright, who made you my good friend? I'll give this Nick Fury some face."
Steve and Thor also nodded. As for Banner and Natasha, they had been listening and didn't speak much.
Only Natasha's gaze drifted toward Loya from time to time, carrying some elusive meaning.
Fury sighed helplessly. Everything he said wasn't as useful as a single word from Loya. Who was the real Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. anyway? And what kind of nicknames did Tony come up with?
He rubbed his glabella and continued speaking, a trace of pride appearing on his face: "Where we are going now is a special branch of S.H.I.E.L.D.—the Helicarrier, which possesses global surveillance and reconnaissance capabilities, equipped with a powerful firepower system, capable of——"
Before Fury finished speaking, he was interrupted by Tony, who had been looking around randomly. Tony pointed outside the window, his tone bantering: "The Helicarrier you mentioned wouldn't be that one, would it? The firepower is indeed not bad."
Everyone looked in the direction of his finger, suddenly widening their eyes and opening their mouths wide.
They saw that high up in the sky, a massive carrier was plummeting at extreme speed, its four oversized engines blazing with raging fires and dragging long black smoke tails.
Looking from afar, it was like a meteorite falling, extremely spectacular.
"What the f*ck!?"
"Motherf*cker!"
Fury turned pale with fright, throwing his entire body against the window, his single eye almost popping out. How did his huge carrier fall down?
Loya was also dumbfounded. Who took the lead in doing what he planned to do?
However——well done!
Just as he was muttering to himself in his heart, the system prompt abruptly sounded in his ear.
[Main Event "Chitauri Invasion" Triggered]
[Objective: Stop the Chitauri super army from invading and close the portal]
[Warning! Warning! This is a critical main event. If it fails, it will affect the future trajectory of this universe. Completing the task will yield rich rewards!]
[Rewards: Experience +30000, Random Item * 1, Random Special Item * 1, Random Precious Item * 1, Random Ability * 1, Dungeon Admission Ticket * 1, Emotional Anchor * 1]
Chapter 168: Loki, if I call your name, do you dare answer?
Looking at the rapidly falling Helicarrier, Fury's expression twisted into a knot, on the verge of tears.
The construction cost of this Helicarrier was extremely high. He regarded it as the core of operations against extraterrestrial threats, as well as the core of a subsequent massive plan.
As a result, before it could officially generate any benefits, it was destroyed just like that.
All four engines caught fire and were destroyed, making any chance of repair impossible. Falling from such a high altitude, not even much dust would be left of it.
The most critical thing was that despite such a massive accident, there was no sign of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents making an emergency evacuation.
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You must know that on the Helicarrier, there were already contingency plans for crises, equipped with various escape pods and emergency measures.
The agents carefully trained by S.H.I.E.L.D. could not possibly lack even the basic competence of an emergency evacuation.
This could only mean that they had likely met with misfortune.
Fury took a deep breath, his pupils contracting.
Council pressure, media public opinion, subsequent handling of agent deaths...
Several thoughts flashed through his mind, and he felt like his brain was about to explode.
Moreover, at this critical moment of alien invasion, the tactical core of S.H.I.E.L.D. was actually destroyed. What would humanity do?
Fury felt a wave of dizziness before his eyes, and his breathing became somewhat difficult.
Who on earth destroyed the Helicarrier?
And who discovered the Helicarrier?
Could there be a traitor?
Who could it be?
The panic lasted only for the span of a few breaths before Fury forced himself to calm down.
He began to think about who had destroyed the Helicarrier.
Was it Loki?
Impossible, absolutely not!
Even if this alien prince controlled Blade, it would be impossible to know the location of the Helicarrier. Even the base that studied the Tesseract back then didn't know the location of the Helicarrier.
The Helicarrier itself was top secret.
As for that Mysterious person, it was even more impossible.
There was a mole!
There was a mole inside S.H.I.E.L.D.!
Fury's gaze narrowed, almost certain that there was a mole inside S.H.I.E.L.D., otherwise how could a perfectly fine Helicarrier be sabotaged?
And how could agents perish?
He wished he could hack the mole into a thousand pieces right away!
These damn guys!
Why did they have to stir up trouble at a time like this?
Traitors to the Earth!
They were all traitors to the Earth!
Just as Fury was wildly guessing, Loya beside him twitched his ears, his expression somewhat strange, but he still spoke to remind him:
"Director, aren't you going to save the agents inside the Helicarrier? They're all still alive, but their state is a bit strange."
"Still alive?" Fury was stunned, a look of wild joy instantly appearing on his face. As long as they were alive, it would relieve a lot of pressure.
As for the matter of their strange state, he subconsciously ignored it.
Although he didn't know how Loya had determined this, he still chose to believe it. After all, Loya had previously displayed too many miraculous things.
Fury hurriedly spoke, his tone urgent, "Then quickly use that teleportation magic of yours to teleport them over. We'll park the Quinjet on the water surface, and that should be able to hold them."
[Fury issues a quest to you]
[Quest: Rescue]
[Objective: Save the living S.H.I.E.L.D. agents in the helicarrier]
[Reward: Experience Points +1000, Random Item * 1]
Loya shook his head, looking somewhat helpless: "Director, that teleportation ability cannot be used casually, nor can it be used on just anyone. There are huge restrictions, otherwise why wouldn't I teleport Loki directly in front of me?"
Hearing this, Fury's expression changed and his heart sank. The hope that had just ignited was shattered once again, making him feel extremely distressed.
But before his heart could sink completely, Loya's words lifted his heart back up, leaving him unsettled and even more uncomfortable.
Loya smiled slightly: "However, being unable to teleport doesn't mean other methods cannot be used."
He walked to the cabin door and casually said: "Open the jet door, I'll use a special magic to rescue them."
Under Coulson's control, the cabin door slowly opened. Loya stood at the doorway and reminded them with a half-smile: "You guys must not take huge gasps of breath later, don't blame me for not warning you."
Hearing this, everyone looked at each other in dismay, not understanding what this meant, but still growing a bit more guarded in their hearts.
Loya walked out of the cabin door. With nothing beneath his feet, he was able to levitate in mid-air. He flipped his palm, and the "amplification staff" appeared in his hand from the System Space.
He had already figured out how to rescue those poor S.H.I.E.L.D. agents inside the Helicarrier.
Loya closed his eyes, urging the "Voice of All Things" to an appropriate degree, blocking out other noises and concentrating on listening to the Helicarrier.
He very clearly heard the voices of all S.H.I.E.L.D. agents in the distant Helicarrier, precise down to each person's breathing, heartbeat, and some strange sounds.
This was the terrifying aspect of the "Voice of All Things"; any clairaudience was merely a part of the abilities attached to it.
However, when using the ability this time, he did not form images in his mind.
Because those images were truly too gruesome to behold, and he couldn't bear to look directly, fearing he might throw up directly.
Loya felt that these S.H.I.E.L.D. agents might be left with lifelong psychological shadows because of this experience, and S.H.I.E.L.D.'s psychologists would probably be busy to the point of exploding afterwards.
He secretly shook his head, raised his staff high, and released massive energy and spiritual power together, communicating with the wind in nature.
Yes, that's right, Loya was going to use the power of the wind to rescue everyone in the Helicarrier.
The power of the wind was extremely formidable.
Theoretically speaking, breathing has wind, movement has wind, and even the normal undulation of the skin can produce weak but imperceptible breezes.
Wind infiltrates everywhere!
Wind is everywhere!
And these winds could all become Loya's eyes in a sense, becoming a force he could utilize, just not quite as precise.
To put it bluntly, as long as there was wind, he could operate and pull off all sorts of fancy tricks.
And with the ability "Voice of All Things", it happened to make up for the flaw of imprecise operation, granting him the ability of trans-horizon precision strikes.
As cyan light emerged from the tip of the amplification staff, Loya's magic finished brewing.
An invisible force melted into the wind and then rapidly spread, causing the wind to make various different changes according to his will.
The place where Loya was didn't undergo any changes, but inside the Helicarrier, earth-shattering changes had taken place.
Those agents trapped in the restrooms, experiencing weightlessness due to the Helicarrier's rapid descent, forced to cling to the toilets and smeared all over with filth, suddenly felt an invisible, powerful force on their bodies, yanking them off the toilets.
But they neither crashed into the ceiling due to weightlessness nor fell down; instead, they were eerily suspended in mid-air.
Then the restroom doors opened automatically, and everyone drifted outward together. Even the smoke and dust generated by the engine explosions automatically avoided them when encountering them, as if an invisible giant hand was controlling it.
This scene was extremely miraculous, leaving people dumbfounded.
Everyone looked at each other in dismay, gazing at colleagues who also had their pants half off and their bodies smeared with feces and urine, their expressions strange and making them want to vomit.
Various things left their minds in chaos, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.
A foul stench permeated the air.
Just at this moment, someone shouted out amidst the stench: "We're saved! This must be magic! It must be that most mysterious and powerful agent who has come! We can survive!"
Hearing this, everyone's expressions perked up with great joy. Who in S.H.I.E.L.D. didn't know about that most mysterious and powerful S.H.I.E.L.D. agent?
It was said that agent was three meters tall, possessed infinite strength, could tear apart a tank with one hand and crush an aircraft carrier with two hands, and was also proficient in magic, most skilled at creating miracles.
Although this might be an exaggerated fact passed around by rumors, it could also prove that agent's power. After listening to the legends for so long, today they could finally witness a miracle!
Everyone was overjoyed; what could be more exciting than seeing hope at such a desperate time?
Just as everyone was rejoicing wildly amidst this stench, their expressions suddenly changed as an unbearable colic came from their abdomens.
Immediately afterward, an indescribable sensation came from a certain part of their bodies, their calves trembled continuously, and no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't control it.
The agents' faces flushed red, gritting their teeth, not wanting to make fools of themselves again.
Pfft~
As the first agent couldn't bear it and emitted an embarrassing sound, everyone else also broke their defenses one after another.
Pfft~
Pfft~
Various sounds were endless, playing a special symphony in mid-air.
Under the control of that invisible force, their figures moved rapidly, rushing quickly toward the outside of the Helicarrier.
But his rear end was jetting again, and the ejected substance smashed into the agents behind.
Forming a filthy long river in the air, anyone who saw this scene would surely remember it for a lifetime. How was this not a miracle?
The S.H.I.E.L.D. agents hated the guy who put laxatives in their food to the core, forcing seasoned Agent like them to suffer such humiliation and torment.
They even blew up the engine of the Helicarrier while they couldn't help but go to the bathroom. It was simply insane!
Don't let them catch this guy, or they would definitely tear him to pieces!
Soon, under the influence of that invisible force, the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents flew out of the Helicarrier and flew in the same direction.
Meanwhile, on the Quinjet on the other side.
Although Fury had only one eye, his gaze was very sharp. Shortly after Loya cast his spell, he saw countless small black dots flying out from the Helicarrier.
His single eye widened, his mouth slightly agape, and he said in disbelief, "What the f***? Can this even work? Can it be precisely controlled from this far away? Incredible!"
Fury did not know what to say. The shock this kind of ability brought him was simply too huge.
They were at least a thousand meters away from the Helicarrier here, yet Loya could precisely bring the people inside the Helicarrier out.
What kind of ability was this?
By what means were the targets within determined?
Fury was utterly baffled; this was too outrageous.
He could no longer figure out whether magic was powerful, or if Loya's ability was simply perverted.
The things involved here were simply too many to explain.
Not only was Fury stunned, but everyone else inside the Quinjet was also stunned. This was simply too exaggerated. Could such meticulous operation without a line of sight really be something a human could achieve?
Tony's eyes were filled with desire, and he roared in his heart.
"magic, this is magic! I must learn magic and integrate magic into armor technology. Incredible, this is simply incredible!"
Thor was much calmer. As the prince of Asgard and with a mother like Frigga who was well-versed in natural magic.
He saw much more.
Thor could feel that Loya had mobilized an extremely massive amount of wind elemental power without the slightest sign of losing control or disorder.
This was a realm that only a top-tier magic master could reach. Perhaps in terms of magical attainment, Loya could already rival his mother.
Truly incredible.
Loya's growth speed left Thor amazed.
He had to admit that compared to Loya's talent, his younger brother, who claimed to be the greatest mage of the Nine Realms, was simply a joke.
Wanting revenge?
Thor couldn't help but feel sorrow for Loki; that would definitely result in a miserable defeat.
Watching the rapidly approaching Agent and the Helicarrier, Fury couldn't help asking, "Loya, is there any magic that can stop the Helicarrier from falling and repair it?"
Hearing this, Loya curled his lips and said speechlessly, "Director, I do know a little magic, but don't treat me like a wish-granting machine. That thing really can't be repaired."
In fact, he really could repair the Helicarrier. He just needed to use the power of the Horse Talisman, which was just a matter of lifting a finger.
But why would he repair it?
Destroying the Helicarrier was his plan to begin with. Now that someone had helped him complete it ahead of time, he was naturally happy to see it happen.
Fury was somewhat disappointed, but he could understand. After all, the Helicarrier was simply too huge, and Loya wasn't omnipotent.
Soon, the Agent rode the wind and quickly approached the Quinjet.
But soon, everyone inside the jet noticed something was wrong. What on earth had these Agent experienced?
Their injuries were not serious, but they seemed very dirty. Before everyone could see clearly, an indescribable stench hit their faces.
"Blech!"
"What?"
"Did you all go swimming in a septic tank together? Why are you covered in feces? Did you go survivalist in a sea of poop?"
Tony saw the appearance of the Agent, retched repeatedly, and pinched his nose as he complained.
This made his impression of S.H.I.E.L.D. take another discount. Were these Agent of a world-class organization?
What the heck was this?
He could no longer look at S.H.I.E.L.D. straight in the eye; they might as well be called the S.H.I.E.L.D. of Excrement.
Steve and the others also looked at Fury with strange expressions. What kind of situation was this?
Even Coulson and Natasha couldn't help moving a little further away from Fury.
Veins bulged on Fury's forehead, and his expression flickered between green and white, but because his skin was too dark, it couldn't be seen at all.
He also wanted to know what kind of situation this was!
Loya's stomach also churned violently as he watched this scene. This was too bizarre.
The reason the S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent couldn't evacuate in an emergency turned out to be that they were trapped by the toilets. What kind of septic tank survival story was this? It was outrageous to the extreme!
He manipulated the power of the wind to place the S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent into the sea. Soon, the color of the area where they were located changed completely, becoming extremely turbid.
In fact, when Loya heard the sounds inside the Helicarrierearlier, he had guessed some things.
This situation where everyone from S.H.I.E.L.D. was trapped in the toilet with diarrhea must mean someone had given them laxatives.
And the person who gave the laxatives was none other than Deadpool.
Only Deadpool could find the location of the Helicarrierand use such an extremely bad-taste method.
This fit Deadpool's style very well.
At the same time, one thing could be confirmed: Deadpoolshould have been controlled by Loki.
He didn't kill any Agent at the Tesseract research base; there was no reason for him to let all the Agent on the Helicarrier die. He could only have been controlled.
[ Rescue mission completed ]
[ Reward: Experience points + 1000, random item "a bottle of Super Invincible Powerful Laxative" ]
[ Super Invincible Powerful Laxative: Any entity that swallows this drug in any way will immediately have crazy diarrhea, lasting continuously for twenty-four hours ]
[ Evaluation: Even if it's a god, if they eat this bottle of laxative, they will shit themselves to explosion! ]
Loya looked at the item rewarded by the system, the corners of his eyes twitching slightly, not knowing what to say.
However, the effect of this item was truly good. He had gained another good thing that could disgust Dimensional Demon God.
Fury glanced at the Agent on the sea and breathed a sigh of relief. Although the Agent looked a bit unseemly, they had survived after all.
He looked at Loya with a solemn expression, "Loya, thank you very much for saving the lives of so many Agent. But we need to change places to discuss countermeasures now."
Loya shook his head, looked in the direction of New York, and gently said, "Director, I think we don't need to discuss it. The aliens have already arrived."
Through the resonance of the Cosmo, he had already sensed the fluctuations when space was torn apart, and it was at that familiar place, Stark Tower.
On the other side, on the top floor of Stark Tower, under the operation of Dr. Selvig, the teleportation device roared to life.
Rumble!
The Tesseract located in the center of the device vibrated violently, erupting with energy sufficient to tear space. A deep blue beam of energy soared into the sky, tearing open the sky of Manhattan.
A distorted portal was forcefully torn open and continued to expand.
On the other side of the portal was the deep cosmic starry sky, and—a massive fleet that stretched as far as the eye could see, numbering like ants.
Standing in front of the device were Loki, along with the controlled Blade and Deadpool.
Blade's expression was cold, and he said not a word.
Although Deadpool was wearing a mask, for some reason, one could still feel that he was grinning playfully.
Loki subconsciously moved a little further away from Deadpool; this guy's methods were too insidious and vicious, making even him, the God of Mischief, feel inferior.
Letting those Midgard Agent collapse and die in their own excrement—this guy's methods were simply too disgusting.
As expected of Midgard, its inclusiveness was indeed strong; even a person like this could survive.
Loki stopped thinking about these things. He looked at the portal that was about to open, a gratified smile appearing on his face as he laughed loudly, "My invincible legion is coming!"
"Thor! The Midgard you protect is about to be conquered by me. You will see the gap between you and me! Hhahahaha!"
Laughing and laughing, his expression suddenly turned gloomy and ferocious, and he roared, "Loya, I want you to forever become my servant! Tremble and beg for mercy under my feet! You bastard who made me lose everything!"
Just as Loki finished saying these words, an extremely familiar voice that was almost engraved into his soul suddenly sounded in his ear.
"Loki, you trash, if I call your name, do you dare to answer?"
Chapter 169: Favor of the Sun, Compassion
The moment Loya's voice abruptly rang out on the top floor of Stark Tower.
The top floor of Stark Tower was plunged into a dead silence, as even the wind seemed to have stopped, and everyone's breathing could be heard clearly.
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Loki's face twisted into a knot, his body shuddering instinctively, as phantom pains seemed to ripple across his entire body, making the suffering he had previously endured feel as though it were replaying all over again.
There was no mistaking that voice.
He could dream of this voice in his sleep; it was that damned fellow, it was Loya who had taken everything from him!
He wished he could instantly tear Loya into a thousand pieces to vent the hatred in his heart!
But Loki did not do so, forcibly holding back the killing intent in his heart.
Not only did he not fly into a rage, nor did he make a move, he didn't even drop a single harsh word.
It was completely unlike his personality.
On the contrary, Loki made a move that was completely unexpected to everyone present.
Seeing this, Loki quickly raised the Mind Scepter in his hand, and the next second, from the tip of the scepter, a dazzling orange light instantly burst forth, enveloping the entire top floor space.
"Ah! My eyes! × 3"
Three different screams instantly rang out at the scene, which of course did not include Loya.
By the time the dazzling orange light vanished, disappearing along with it was Loki's figure.
This prince of Asgard, the arrogant God of Mischief, had actually fled without a fight!
"Hmm? What the hell?"
At this moment, Loya was holding the "Purple-Gold Gourd", with a bewildered expression, completely clueless.
It was one thing for Loki not to answer upon hearing his voice, but why did he run away just like that without even dropping a harsh word?
Was this still Loki?
This move really completely baffled Loya.
When he arrived here, he had already perceived through the "Mind's Eye" the unimaginably massive killing intent and hatred Loki held toward him.
Reason and logic dictated that this fellow had no reason to run away directly.
They say blackening makes one ten times stronger and whitewashing weakens one by three parts, but nobody ever said that turning dark makes someone a coward, right?
Could Loki be a special exception, turning a hundred times more cowardly after blackening?
In Loya's imagination, even if Loki didn't respond and wasn't sucked into the "Purple-Gold Gourd", he should at least have relied on the power of the Mind Scepter to step forward and fight.
The Mind Scepter within the Mind Stone was one of the Infinity Stones, and the power contained within it was exceptionally powerful, capable of easily controlling others' minds.
It was precisely because of this point that Loya had specially brought along the "blackened mask", guarding precisely against this trick.
He never expected that Loki possessed such a cosmic-grade divine artifact, yet didn't dare to step forward to fight, choosing instead to drop a flashbang and flee directly.
Could he have really become an assassin?
Or was there another conspiracy?
What on earth was going on here?
Loya was utterly puzzled and didn't understand what Lokiwas thinking.
However, these things were temporarily unimportant.
In fact, even if he controlled Loki, he didn't plan to close the portal in the first instance.
During this Chitauri invasion event, the benefits he could gain were simply too many, far more than just system rewards.
The Chitauri soldiers themselves were one of the benefits, and he could also rely on these invading aliens to obtain benefits in other aspects, such as spreading the Wolf God's faith and preparing for future experiments.
Furthermore, when he saw Loki, Loya had already allowed a wisp of wind to attach itself to Loki's body, enabling him to control the other party at any time.
Let him stay by himself; it just so happened to reasonably delay the time it took to close the portal, allowing him to gain more benefits and preventing Fury and the others from getting suspicious.
The longer the portal stayed open, the more benefits Loyacould obtain.
As for now, the portal had not yet fully opened, and the Chitauri soldiers had not completely descended.
He would deal with these controlled fellows in front of him first.
Loya leisurely walked toward the tearful Deadpool, Blade, and the others, his voice gentle, but set against the backdrop of the menacing "blackened mask", it made him look like a pervert.
"Three friends, in order to release you from mind control, I can only use a little method you won't like~ Rest assured, it'll be quick and won't hurt at all."
Hearing the voice, the few people shuddered instinctively.
Even the battle-hardened Blade and the traditionally fearless Deadpool couldn't help taking a step back, as if they were about to experience something terrifying shortly.
As for Dr. Selvig, he collapsed directly onto the ground, shivering and trembling in terror: "Don't come over here!"
Just as Loya was releasing the few people from control, on top of another building, Loki's figure slowly materialized.
At this moment, his eyes were wide open, his face filled with shock, while his gaze carried a deep sense of relief.
"I knew it, that fellow Loya is not simple! Even mind control doesn't work!"
Loki tightly gripped the scepter in his hand, thinking inwardly.
He hadn't fled in the first instance; instead, he used the controlling power within the scepter immediately, and that orange light was the manifestation of that controlling power.
This was the most powerful use of it he had ever executed so far.
But what was the result?
Under this kind of power, Loya didn't even have the slightest reaction; mind control was completely ineffective against him.
He simply wasn't human; he was a monster without a heart!
And with the controlling power failing to take effect, Lokicertainly didn't think he could defeat Loya in a fight.
The experience of being thrown back and forth earlier without the slightest ability to resist still caused him to frequently have nightmares.
Therefore, he decisively chose to retreat first; this was neither running away nor cowardice, but rather the wise choice a wise man should make when facing danger.
He wasn't some reckless brute like Thor, pushing forward blindly even when he couldn't win—if that wasn't a fool, what was?
His experiences with that cosmic overlord had made Lokiunderstand many things.
First of all, he was a mage; how could a mage let those damned brutes get close?
Maintaining distance was the most basic tactic; it was by no means cowardice or timidity, but rather the basic qualities of a mage.
He had to admit that engaging in close-quarters combat with daggers previously was indeed a bit ridiculous.
Now he would never make such a low-level mistake!
Loki raised his head, gazing at the ever-expanding portal in the sky, a ferocious smile pulling at the corners of his mouth as his eyes gradually turned frantic.
"Without the scepter, the portal cannot be closed, and my super legion is destined to descend upon Midgard! No matter how powerful you, Loya, are, it's impossible for you to slaughter all the Chitauri soldiers!"
The corner of his mouth twisted upward, his smile growing increasingly chilling: "When you are completely exhausted is when you will be enslaved by me. I want you to watch with your own eyes as your homeland is conquered by me! Hahaha! You frail people of Midgard, what do you have to resist me? Hahahahaha!"
Loki felt immensely gratified inside, feeling that at this moment he was like a king hiding behind the scenes, masterminding everything.
He only needed to watch the plan manifest step by step.
This was far more interesting than doing it himself!
This was what a king should do!
As time passed, the portal located above Manhattan finally stabilized.
The instant the portal stabilized, the Chitauri army on the other side of the portal finally bared their fangs.
These tall, slender alien warriors with bizarre skin tones piloted special flying vehicles, crossing the portal like locusts and frantically pouring toward Earth.
Dense and numerous, they blotted out the sky.
At this moment, the citizens of New York who looked up and saw this scene only wanted to curse aloud.
In New York right now, aside from never having seen a nuclear bomb explosion, they had seen all sorts of ghosts and deities.
There had just been the wildly rising legend of the Wolf God, and now an alien invasion had actually come; you Wolf God better show your divine manifestation—stop just thundering without raining!
The citizens of New York only cursed a few times casually before fleeing frantically; this wasn't the time to rubberneck, and running too slowly meant certain death.
On the top floor of Stark Tower, Loya also released the three people from control using special methods.
"Holy Light!"
"Ah! My eyes! × 3"
The three people whose eyes had been blinded by Loki not long ago had their eyes flashed once again by Loya's Holy Light before they had even recovered.
Loya was a civilized person, so of course he wouldn't use physical hands-on methods to release them from control; a single Holy Light was sufficient.
The moment the three were released from control, Loyacame before Deadpool, and before Deadpool could react, he tapped with his finger, a green light flashed past, and Deadpool lost his ability to act like a corpse, collapsing to the ground with steady breathing.
The reason Deadpool came to this universe was an unsolved mystery, and his actions were also extremely contrary to common sense, leaving Loya extremely curious about the cause.
But now was obviously not the time to ask about this. This guy was an extremely unstable factor, and he worried that Deadpool would cause trouble after breaking free from the control, or open a portal and run away.
Better let this guy sleep first and interrogate him properly after the battle.
Loya looked at the tearful Blade and smiled, saying: "Blade, you've recovered, right?"
Blade nodded with an awkward expression: "Thank you, Loya. It's you who saved me again. I owe you too much."
He smiled bitterly. He had calculated everything, but never expected that just being a laboratory security chief would result in being controlled yet again.
What the hell kind of controlled physique was this!
Loya smiled and waved his hand: "It's nothing. Now I'll give you a mission: protect Dr. Selvig well."
He turned his head to look at Dr. Selvig.
Dr. Selvig rubbed his eyes and looked over. He also recalled his previous memories, and upon thinking about the things he had done after being controlled, he felt a deep sense of guilt.
To make up for his mistake, he quickly said: "I can modify this device, but closing the portal requires the Mind Stone in Loki's hand."
Loya nodded: "Just rest assured and modify the device, leave the rest to us."
He gazed at the Chitauri soldiers diving toward the ground like locusts in the sky, gently pressed the communicator on his ear, and said in a deep voice: "Brothers, we can start moving!"
As his voice fell, Tony took the lead in piloting the Iron Man armor—to be precise, not just one suit of armor, but a swarm of them!
Boom!
Over a hundred lightweight unmanned armors swarmed out of the armor vault of Stark Tower and rushed toward the Chitauri army.
Backed by Tony's nation-rivaling wealth, every single one of these armors was equipped with the most advanced weapons.
Under Jarvis's control, several artillery shells fired from the shoulders of the armors, accurately hitting the first batch of rushing alien enemies, and countless charred alien wrecks fell from the sky.
However, the number of the Chitauri army was shockingly large, far exceeding everyone's expectations.
As soon as one batch was dealt with, a new batch immediately filled the gap, just like spawning monsters in a game.
As many armors and shells as Tony had, they couldn't withstand this kind of consumption.
Still, a portion of the Chitauri soldiers crossed the defense line, rushed into the airspace above Manhattan downtown, and charged toward the citizens below.
Just as an alien soldier's weapon aimed at a citizen and wanted to fire.
Rumble!
Crackling thunder suddenly burst out in the air, and a thick bolt of lightning descended from the sky, splitting this alien soldier into charred charcoal!
Steve, wearing his classic uniform, descended from the sky holding the Star-Spangled Shield in one hand and Mjolnirin the other, landing steadily in front of the citizens to protect them behind him.
"Thunder!"
Steve let out a loud roar, and countless bolts of thunder burst forth from Mjolnir, electrocuting the alien soldiers attempting to approach into charred charcoal.
"Are you Thor?"
The citizens who had been rescued from behind exclaimed.
Steve turned his head and smiled slightly, revealing white teeth: "No, I am the United States ———— I am the people's Captain."
After saying that, he spun Mjolnir, lightning wrapping around his body, and flew high into the sky like an arrow off a bowstring, preparing to support Tony.
The citizens blankly watched this scene and muttered to themselves: "If this isn't Thor, what is? Who are you kidding!"
On the tall building on the other side, Natasha stood quietly with a stern gaze.
She was not holding any weapons in her hands, but instead held a scroll engraved with strange symbols.
Even on her back, she carried a thick stack of scrolls.
Natasha looked at the Chitauri soldiers high in the sky, unfolded the scroll, and shouted loudly: "Energy Scroll!"
As her voice fell.
A dazzling white ball of energy shot out from it, accurately hitting the target like an auto-tracking missile.
Boom!
The Chitauri soldier was instantly blown into pieces by this energy ball.
Seeing this scene, Natasha's eyes lit up, and she said excitedly: "This thing Loya gave is really useful, much more powerful than a pistol."
She crazily fired energy balls toward the distant Chitaurisoldiers, and within a short time, dozens of Chitaurisoldiers were blown to death.
This freeloader Agent from Avengers 1 finally got rid of her fate of just being a bystander.
"Roar! Hulk!"
With an angry roar, Hulk was unwilling to show weakness either, shuttling back and forth between tall buildings, taking down a Chitauri soldier with every punch, having a blast.
As for Thor, even though his control over the power of thunder was not skilled enough, he still relied on his powerful physical fitness to tear apart quite a few Chitaurisoldiers with his bare hands.
Loya took everything in and nodded with satisfaction. He had a plan for this battle long ago, and every Avengersmember had an arrangement.
He couldn't hog all the spotlight; he had to let these guys put in some effort. This was also related to his subsequent plans.
As the saying goes, he who wins the hearts of the people wins the world. Within the rules, this was a force not to be underestimated.
Public opinion was truly a good thing sometimes.
Loya quickly changed into a robe printed with a majestic wolf head, and with a thought, the amplification staffappeared in his hand.
He also had to complete the task he had conned out of Fury before coming.
[Mission: Evacuation]
[Target: Evacuate civilians in the combat zone]
[Reward: EXP + 1000, Random Item * 1]
He had said before that he wouldn't let innocent people die, and naturally he wouldn't break his promise.
Before coming, he specifically asked Fury for this mission, which counted as killing two birds with one stone.
Loya slowly flew into mid-air, his robe fluttering in the wind. The sunlight shone on him, plating him with a layer of golden brilliance, inexplicably appearing somewhat sacred.
He activated "Listening to the Voice of All Things", taking everything within the covered range of the combat zone into his ears.
"Turns out, it's not just us fighting."
In his mind, picture after picture formed.
He saw the figures of many people.
There was Peter, this kid was using spider silk to snatch a Chitauri soldier's weapon away.
There was Matt, this righteous lawyer used his muscular physique to literally tear off a Chitauri soldier's head.
There was Frank, who skillfully used various weapons to hit the enemy's weak spots.
Even more so, ordinary people—even though they had no superpowers and no weapons, even if they were holding bricks, they were struggling to fight against the Chitaurisoldiers.
In places where the Sun had never shone, countless people were also working hard, fighting for this World.
The Avengers were sought after by everyone, yet no one ever noticed those who silently contributed; they were also heroes.
Loya's eyes flickered, and a multitude of indescribable emotions suddenly arose in his heart. He didn't know what this was, only feeling... as if an extra ray of sunshine had appeared in his heart, illuminating the corners that had never been seen before.
He activated "Absolute Value" and smiled slightly. The staff in his hand bloomed with cyan light, and he gave a soft cry: "Wind!"
As his voice fell.
The wind within the covered range of the combat zone moved according to his will, and the powerful wind elemental force accurately gathered on every innocent citizen, lifting them up slowly.
That's right, he wanted to communicate with the power of the wind and transfer all the innocent citizens here out. This was quite a challenge.
However, Loya felt it was worth it. Since he had come to this World, he always had to do something, right?
Meaningless death inherently had no meaning. However, before the citizens could react from the shock of taking off, an unexpected system notification sound first rang in Loya's ear.
[The Sun has recognized your actions and will, you have obtained the Blessing of the Sun]
[Grace of the Sun has been upgraded, adding a blessing effect]
[Blessing Effect: Compassion]
[Compassion: The Power of the Sun born from destruction has gained the color of life, and your Power of the Sun has been enhanced. You can choose qualified beings to become your apostles; the apostles will gain incredible power, and the increase in the apostles' power will be fed back to you proportionally. The more the apostles spread the will of the Sun, the stronger their power and the more feedback you receive (Current number of selectable apostles: 3, you can decide the life and death of the apostles, and reclaim the apostles' power at any time)]
[Evaluation: The reason why the Sun is great is precisely because it can illuminate the smallest dust]