Colson lowered his head slightly and said this.

 He could be said to have gained nothing on that occasion.

As for Hawkeye, he stood there with his eyes closed.

He is not going to report news about Spider-Man to Nick Fury.

Just because of the news about the "Parallel Universe", he did not intend to let Nick Fury know about Spider-Man related matters.

“There is bad news from Natasha. Tens of thousands of Asgardians have come to Earth. According to them, Odin has been defeated and we are about to face a god named Kull.”

Nick Fury seemed to have said this news unintentionally, and Hawkeye opened his eyes directly after hearing the words.

“I need to go to Harrogath. Is there anything you need me to tell the captain?”

Hawkeye understood that Nick Fury's words were never unintentional. Since he said it, it meant that he had a plan.

“I need you to tell Steve that you can pursue what you need with peace of mind recently. As for the Asgardians, the military will provide corresponding help, and we will serve as supervision.”

　　Nick Fury rubbed his head. He began to miss the time when he still had hair to fall out.

 His eyebrows, which are getting fewer and fewer under pressure, are also telling his sadness about leaving.

“Well, it looks like this isn’t something we can fully manage.”

Hawkeye said hello and left Nick Fury's office directly, then opened the portal and went directly to the Holy Mountain of Harrogath.

 Nick Fury completed another recording of the teleportation magic on a tablet in his hand.

“Colson, how far is the research on Purple Man?”

Nick Fury asked Coulson directly, with some worry in his tone.

“Because he lost his brain, he is still completely controllable.”

　　When Colson said this, his body seemed to be resisting.

 He is a firm boycotter of the purple people.

 He promised Albulcasso that he would properly dispose of this guy's body, but now he has joined the research.

That guy's super power is really too dangerous, but he can't stop it.

 So Colson was somewhat unwilling in his heart.

 “So, your vacation is coming to an end, Coulson.”

Nick Fury sorted out the documents in his hand, then sat up straight and looked at Coulson.

"I want you to continue going to the blacksmith shop and collect as much as you can about what they did in London before, and what happened there that we don't know about."

Nick Fury was very serious when he said this. Hawkeye, Black Widow and SHIELD no longer seem to be of the same mind. Although they are still working for SHIELD, they seem to have a greater sense of belonging to the barbarians.

It’s not that Nick Fury doesn’t want to catch Hawkeye or Natasha directly uses Veritaserum, but it’s because Bulcaisel’s existence makes him fearful.

The last time he suffered the injury at the hands of Bulcaisu, he has not fully recovered until now.

The existence of Bulcaisel is the reason why SHIELD maintains restraint on the barbarians.

 “Okay, you are the director.”

Colson took over the task easily, just as he needed to calm down.

The days of studying the purple man made him feel some inexplicable changes in himself, and his intuition told him that he was already on the verge of danger.

“By the way, regarding Spider-Man, didn’t you say you already had clues last time? SHIELD needs its own supernatural power now. And that street hero seems to be a good candidate.”

Nick Fury seemed to just mention it casually, and then said nothing.

 “I will present the message to you in writing before I carry out the task.”

Coulson understood what Nick Fury meant.

What the big bald man with a dark heart needs is not Spider-Man to become a member of SHIELD, but to become his hidden power.

Nick Fury's ambitions are finally not limited to building a few secret bases that no one knows about. He now also plans to cultivate a secret force of his own.

Even Coulson didn't know who else he was targeting.

 “Go.”

  Nick Fury declared the end of this conversation. After watching Coulson leave his office, he picked up the phone.

 “Blade, you can continue.”

 Nick Fury was in contact with Blade before. As the commander of SHIELD during the London War, Blade's information was definitely clearer than what the British official said.

Had Blade not disappeared for a while after the Battle of London and only now restored contact with him, he would not have become so passive.

“Vampires are definitely something you should be careful about, and then try every means to strengthen SHIELD. I don’t think your old comrade can be of much use against that kind of monster.”

 The voice of Blade Warrior came from the other end of the phone, but there was a sense of urgency in this voice.

“Are you talking about the ancestor that the clans call? Or the blood god they claim?”

Nick Fury is a little impatient, and he hates Blade's reporting method that does not focus on the point.

“The monsters I’m talking about are demons and angels, and the real vampires, not those bastards you know!”

 The words of Dao Feng stopped abruptly when he said this, and the phone was hung up.

 Blade didn't hang up the phone with his own hands, but he encountered something he didn't want to encounter.

 At this time, an elegant and profound figure in front of him gently turned off his mobile phone, and then looked at him with a smile.

 “Are you Accardo?”

The Blade Warrior's voice was filled with confusion. The vampire blood in his body made him feel suppressed by his bloodline, but the figure in front of him didn't look like the handsome and enchanting Accardo at all, but like someone else.

one person.

“How rude, I thought you were going to say the name ‘Dracula’. It’s rare that among the guys who stole my power, there is a guy who is barely interesting, but he can be so boring? I’m really disappointed.”

 Dracula said softly.

 Then he looked at the room where the Blade Warrior was.

 Not far away, there were two Weeping Angels looking at each other.

It is unreasonable to say that the Weeping Angels are indeed powerful, but the fact that two Weeping Angels can observe each other is simply too funny.

“It’s beyond my expectation that you can find this way to restrict the Weeping Angels. But haven’t you understood that their power is not something that you and the organization behind you can covet?”

 Dracula picked up a goblet and shook it slowly. Blade could clearly smell the smell of blood in the goblet.

 Dracula is not Accardo, he will not only drink red wine.

The current Dracula is not the vampire king who wants to die at the hands of humans, but a downright evil monster.

 “What do you want me to do?”

 Blade did not offer any pointless resistance.

Facing his true ancestor, the Blade Warrior had no intention of resisting.

 The Dracula in front of me is not the original one among those disgusting vampire bastards.

That one was just a thief who stole the power of a vampire and also stole the name "Dracula".

Only the one in front of you is the real ancestor of vampires.

"I want to give you a little bit of power, but unfortunately, you have lost your virginity, so you cannot be my dependent, you can only be a slave."

Dracula maintained an elegant posture and shook the blood in the goblet, and the smell of blood began to spread.

 Dracula stretched out his finger, dropped a drop of his own blood into the goblet, and then placed the goblet in the Blade Warrior's hand in a way that could not be caught by the naked eye.

“Perhaps you will still be lucky enough to be active under the sun.”

 Dracula said with a sinister smile, turned and left the scene.

 While he left, the bodies of the two Weeping Angels were filled with dense cracks.

 After letting out a scream from the soul, the two Weeping Angels died directly.

Dracula has been a little busy recently, because I don’t know which idiot posted the photo of the Weeping Angel to a horror legend forum on the Internet.

 Causing the number of Weeping Angels to increase abnormally.

“Anyone who bears the image of an angel will eventually become an angel.”

 This is how the Weeping Angels were born.

Of course this includes video tapes, books, and even monitors and pupils.

The blood in Dracula's hands was condensed from the life of the instigator. Now he needs to visit the forum viewers one by one.

 Then eliminate the hidden danger of the Weeping Angels.

 Blade Runner is just an actor he chose because he was bored and wanted to watch a good show.

 The Blade Warrior looked at the goblet in his hand, and the depths of his soul were calling.

 His body developed a strong hunger instinct for this cup of blood.
To be continued...